I’ve read a lot about stalkers, stalkees, PTSD, and pies (because who doesn’t like reading about various pies?) One thing that bugs me is the lack of information about people who are close to a…
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Faith in the Eye of a Shitstorm
When I was ten, my parents took me to an Anabaptist museum called Menno-Hof. My family had visited a Mennonite church several times and Mom and Dad wanted to learn more about these Anabaptist types…
Murderous Theology
When I was eighteen years old, I broke the law and was condemned to a violent death. I would burn for my sin. I wasn’t a time-traveling witch or heretic. I was just a church…
Review: Coming Back to God When You Feel Empty
I just read Tanya Marlow’s Coming Back to God When You Feel Empty: Whispers of Restoration From the Book of Ruth. I’d seen a reference to it fly through my feed the other day and…
A Halfway House for Post-traumatic Church Disorder Survivors
I haven’t had a “home church” for about 15 years. I’ve sporadically visited several different churches during that time. So far, I’ve been to: Normal Mennonite churches A hippie Mennonite church Non-denominational evangelical churches A…
I’ve Got a Bible…Now What? Introduction
What is the Bible? The Bible isn’t one book. It’s a collection of books, written over a period of thousands of years, by multiple authors, to various audiences. One of the most important things to…
Free Advent Devotional App from Fig Tree
I’m pretty excited about this one. Last month, Rev. Melissa Fain from Fig Tree Christian asked if I’d like to help write for a devotional Advent app. It took me a whole 30 seconds to…
(Creepy) Vintage Bible Illustrations
I love old book illustrations. Yesterday, I was looking for some Bible-related illustrations and found the La Vista Church of Christ’s website. They host some beautiful illustrations from the late 19th and early 20th centuries. Among…
When I Was a Thing
MINE One word, scribbled across the picture of a bride he’d ripped out of a magazine. It was one of many “presents” he’d been leaving me. A pair of stolen underwear, generously returned to me…
No Going Back
How do you pick up the threads of an old life? How do you go on, when in your heart, you begin to understand, there is no going back? There are some things that time…