Dear readers, It’s been a long time since I’ve written in this space. 2020 has changed nearly everything. To update you on where I’ve been: in between homeschooling and hybrid schooling and distance learning (Lord, have mercy), I’ve launched a few new side projects that I hope you’ll join. A new newsletter: The Holy Labor I love to lift up the creative, life-giving work of friends and strangers. So in each edition I share a short essay (much like I used to blog here), gather my favorite reads for you (new books, intriguing articles, prayers, and poetry), and invite you to see your own life and work in holy light. Click here to sign up for free. A new space on Instagram: Create in the Chaos I’ve long wanted to support other writer-parents. Now that Covid has brought even more chaos to family life, it was the perfect (imperfect!) time to launch. Each week I’m sharing writing tips, tricks, and inspiration from authors. If you’re trying to do creative work in … [Read more...] about announcing Emmanuel
what our kids can teach us now
"Who could we pray for today?" I ask the question with a newborn squirming in my lap and a toddler climbing up my knees. I'm sweating and exhausted and leading this morning prayer only out of sheer stubbornness to the scrawled schedule on the white board in our dining-room-turned-classroom. Briefly, I consider a short list of all the places I would rather be: lounging on a tropical beach, working in my office, getting my teeth cleaned, honestly anywhere else. But the kids interrupt my daydreaming. "For all the people who are sick." "For the doctors and nurses." "For all our friends and teachers." "For people who have died." "For scientists who are working on the vaccine." "For our neighbors and everyone else staying at home." "For trucks." [We interpret the 2 year-old's intercession as a petition for transportation workers.] Prayers spill out of them, flowing fast as the milk that tumbled from a cup over breakfast. I am chastened, humbled, reminded. I … [Read more...] about what our kids can teach us now
a month that changed the world
One month ago, I was in the hospital. The same hospital where my baby girls were born four years earlier. The same hospital where they each died in my arms, days later. One month ago, I was holding our newborn son. The same baby I pleaded to God to keep safe as I spent day after day, week after week, in the hospital with preeclampsia. The same baby who wasn't due to be born until this week. By the time I left the hospital for good, my world had been turned upside down. We had a premature baby in the back seat. We had spent the anniversaries of our daughters' deaths in grief's ground zero. We had left our lives uprooted, torn away from home and work without warning. I couldn't make sense of how birth and death had broken me open all over again. It felt like too much to process, on top of a scary delivery and a slow recovery that left my heart literally sick. But even then, I had no idea what was coming next. None of us did. . . . What seems like a lifetime ago, … [Read more...] about a month that changed the world
ten years
Exactly ten years ago this month, I started a blog. I told exactly no one. Not even my husband. My first baby was six months old. I was working part-time, overwhelmed and tired. I craved connection and community. I wanted breadth of thought and depth of prayer. I couldn't find anything like what I wanted to read. So I decided to write it. I started writing quietly, typing one-handed in the dark, plodding out post after post that no one read. I didn't care; I loved it. My brain started spinning again. After a few weeks I did tell my beloved. After a few months I got brave and shared the blog with a handful of friends and family. I never expected it to amount to anything. Just a place for me to practice writing, to ponder spirituality and parenting, part of my transition from theological studies to new motherhood. Then a funny thing happened along the way. Writing turned into a calling that changed my life. . . . Readers will ask me now how to get started. … [Read more...] about ten years
