Sweet Sixty… not Sweet Sixteen
When I was sixteen, I was broken in ways I did not have language to name. I was hiding childhood sexual abuse that shaped my pain and brought confusion. I mistook intensity for intimacy in most of my relationships, and I felt I had to cover all of that with...Twenty Years of Missing Them
He will wipe every tear from their eyes, and there will be no more death or sorrow or crying or pain. All these things are gone forever. (Revelation 21:4 NLT) God’s promise feels a long way off some days. It has been twenty years since our season of infertility. The...Why We Need Sacred Places
My daughter, Jordan, always jokes whenever we travel together: “Here we go on our ‘how many old churches can we visit’ tour.” I’ve visited the Church of the Holy Sepulcher in Jerusalem, the Cathedral of Cologne, and St. Patrick’s Cathedral in both Ireland and New...How Do Your Stories Define You?
Let this be recorded for a generation to come, so that a people yet to be created may praise the Lord. (Psalm 102:18 ESV) When our son Jonah was a preschooler, we loved what he called “cuddle time.” After lunch, he’d race up the stairs, grab a book, and...About Betty
