Redeeming the Sound of My Faith: A song for those who think they don’t belong
Redeeming the Sound of My Faith
For those who have at some time awakened to find themselves clapping when there was no music–a song of praise and deliverance. (more…)
Redeeming the Sound of My Faith
For those who have at some time awakened to find themselves clapping when there was no music–a song of praise and deliverance. (more…)
“For your Maker is your husband—the Lord Almighty is his name.” (Isaiah 54:5)
Will you marry me?
There it was, plain as day. A verse so steeped in nuptial goodness I could hardly read it without a swatch of tulle hanging from my head–the verse that encouraged me to have an impromptu wedding ceremony as I flew to the Peruvian Amazon for the first time. (more…)
Today is the 14th anniversary of my husband singing me Steven Curtis Chapman’s, “I Will Be Here,” and asking the greatest rhetorical question imaginable: “Will you marry me?”
He says I never actually answered him, and I say attitude, body language, and decibel level should have been enough. On that day I still had a lot to learn about Ted the Grace-a-holic-I Have to Pass Every Possible Scenario Through My Mind Before Responding-Boykin. I’m amazed at how much some good, sistah-ly advice did for me in those early years. Maybe it will do the same for you. (more…)
Lately I’ve noticed a whole heap of hilarity in the Body of Christ, especially among us church ladies. And the hilarity comes from hearts full of faith, hope, and charity . . . Gotta love us!
So what ten things do church ladies do better than anyone else? (more…)
A couple of years ago my husband and I saw a commercial for Geico brand auto insurance which dramatizes a supposed conversation between Abraham Lincoln and his wife. A short, rotund Mary Todd Lincoln primps in front of a mirror, straightens and examines her high-neck, lace-cuffed, derriere-spreading black and white taffeta dress from different angles, and then asks that dreaded question:
“Honey, does this dress make my backside look big?” (more…)
Did you know that the Spanish word for “wives,” esposas, is the same as the Spanish word for “handcuffs”? (more…)
Is it me, or does it seem that lately any consumption of food that isn’t organic, raw, vegan, or gluten and GMO-free has usurped the position of premarital sex as the prime offender in the Christian church? (more…)
In the spirit of coming clean and starting the new year off with a blank slate, here are 10 confessions of mine from 2013: (more…)
Doing what completely repulses you can bring new understanding to the monumental work of Christ. See how in my latest article, Taking the Cup, in Catapult Magazine.