Everyday Grace

Searching for goodness in the ordinary

The Other Couch

Apr
30

Confession: if you look long enough, you’ll notice quickly that this photo is not Instagram-perfect. To the right, you’ll see the bins of stuff still sitting around from when I started Konmari-ing and then life got in the way. A Diet Coke from a drive-thru sits on my coffee table, even though I know lots of folks will let me know about how it’s poison and I should make my own drinks from fermented kale and stevia. And for your own sanity, dear enneagram ones, please don’t glance under the coffee table itself. You don’t wanna know what assortment of vitamins, half-read books, tupperware containers of dried fruit and nuts, journals, bottle of Lysol wipes, and other random crap is lurking under there. Just don’t do that to yourself. I give you permission to look away until I organize it (likely first thing in the morning on February 31).

But, there’s something else in this photo – the reason I paused and took it from exactly this angle, no contorting to hide the mess.

See, I never sit over here.  (more…)

Finding Your Brave and Living Yourself

Apr
30

photo: Tobi Dami

Can I be really honest and tender with you, friends? Sometimes I worry.

With each new thing I write, I worry that if I am my authentic self, it will offend you. I worry that I am not enough, and at the same time somehow, too much. I worry that I, not just the content of what I say, will be criticized for being too liberal, too conservative, too Christian, too heretical, not in line with this or that particular interpretation of the Scriptures. As a woman, I worry that even using my voice at all to teach or speak on God and the Bible will invite criticism from people who believe God only gives that ability to men. I worry that what I see in the Bible – an upside-down Gospel and a God who is impossibly in love with us, all of us, no exceptions – might contrast so sharply with what some folks have been taught that it will cause backlash and division if I speak up. I worry that I won’t be able to stand up for truth under the scrutiny. (more…)

Our Work // Unstuck

Apr
02

photo: Sebastian Voortman

Up until a couple of years ago I was teaching middle school, and a few times a year, we would attempt to gather 400 little bodies’ worth of preteen drama and potential into the gym for an adventure commonly known as an assembly. My absolute favorite one was at the end of the year, when we had the talent show and the school band would play. Our kidlets started band in 7th grade, so they were brand new at this and had a quarter of one clue how to play an instrument, but somehow the band director managed to make some magic out of their squeaks and honks so that it sounded sort of like a song or two.  (more…)