Tag Archives: Inspired Story


The Hand of God is Like a Summer Storm

We’ve hit real summer weather here in Tennessee, which means it’s nearing 100 degrees and 90 percent humidity each day, with a 50% chance of thunderstorms during every daylight hour. The air is literally ripe with electricity. It is weighed down like heavy eyelids, curling leaves and hair with damp pressure. I move slower too- […]


On Gardens and Growing

I am an impatient gardener. I planted some seeds from the Target dollar aisle in little planters on my porch last weekend. The information that came with them said that most of these seeds should start to sprout within 7-14 days. So for the past week, I have dutifully watered them and brought them inside […]


When It’s Not About Me Anymore

  My “About Me” page is no longer about me. It says that I’m teaching third grade in Guadalajara. It says I lived in Nashville, past tense. It says I’m a traveler. It says I’m finding good and loving people a million miles from home.   Remarkably, some of that is still true, but not […]


When you’re thirsty…

“I grew up in the church, in a picture perfect family with Dad on the Elder board and Mom teaching Sunday School. I led small groups for youth group, dated a church boy, and my Myspace page declared my religious views as “a relationship and not a religion.” I knew all the answers and once […]


How languages are learned (and forgotten)

When a child is learning a new language and totally immersed in it, there are two things that can happen. They can embrace the new language so fully that they actually begin to forget their old language, called first language attrition, or they can continue to view their old language as useful and beautiful and […]

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Jesus loves YOU, this I know.

What can separate us from Christ’s love? (That’s what this is all about, isn’t it?) Can ugly blog comments and twitter wars? Can fear? Can misinterpretation of scripture? Can disagreements within and outside the church? Can honesty and theology and splits and culture and government? Can decisions and reversals? Can any of this change God’s love? […]

blackout poem

Looking out and looking up and most of all looking back

Sometimes I write poetry. Sometimes the Bible writes poetry. Sometimes we write poetry together. Over the past few weeks, two people who don’t know each other and who I haven’t been great about keeping in touch with have both suggested that I should read through the story of the Exodus, because God’s rescue and the […]


For My Name’s Sake

“Stupid ****.” I turned around slowly and surveyed the fourth graders seated at my table. They were staring at me with wide eyes, shocked at what had been said and holding their breath to see my reaction. I tried to gauge their faces, to guess who had said it. Finally, a controlled but angry whisper […]

"Of one thing I am perfectly sure: God's story never ends with ashes." -Elisabeth Elliot

in the telling.

Every day, I wake up to the same song for my alarm. You strive, o man, and you strive again, your heart too proud to rest It’s an ironic way to wake up and I love it. I check my email, see if anything exciting has happened in the news, struggle into my clothes and […]

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Hi friends! I know a lot of you are here visiting from my old blog, and some of you may have been invited by people who used to read my old blog. Either way, welcome! I’ve been working on setting up this new format in this new space, and I’ve been posting a few new […]