Confession: After I hit the end of my rope and began to allow Him to pull me slowly back up, one of the things I found most confusing was what to do with the longing for heaven. Is it wrong? Am I now supposed to love life so much that I never yearn for anything […]

Practically speaking now, one place where I go with these concepts is a hope list. Each morning, I try to list three tangible gifts I hope to receive from the Lord that day. It’s the “Thanks List” concept popularized by Ann Voskamp, in reverse. I find that as a melancholy, I look backward with enjoyment more

So. What is true? Confession: At this moment, the conversation moves above my head. I feel like a little child, bewildered and jerked around. It’s not so easy trying to unravel a core philosophy from the fabric of your beliefs. A lot of good threads get twisted by mistake, and there are holes. But I will

Confession: Gnosticism was almost the end of me. The twelve-year-old idealist who was bound and determined to be a missionary grew up, got married, had a few babies, and settled into life in a small American city. Her life got harder. Quite a bit harder. Without going into all the details, she found far less

Confession: I am a recovering Gnostic. I am not much of a philosopher, and this Gnostic word is rather new to me. At the time of the early church, Gnosticism was a philosophy that tried to mesh Christianity with important Greek ideas. Gnostics taught that the physical world was tainted. More than tainted, perhaps evil.

Question: Do you experience Jesus most closely through the physical world or in spite of it? This is a question I’m pondering a lot these days. This quarter at church, my husband and I are sitting in an elective class taught by Merle Herr, on business and finance and so much more. Merle believes that