My husband and I are one of those sappy couples filling our social media timelines this month with public gestures of love. On our anniversary this past year, I snapped a selfie of us kissing in front of “our church,” the place we got married in the Great Smoky Mountains National Park over a decade ago. We’ve also sought out the help of strangers to take photos of us as we posed, making a heart with our joined hands. We don’t shy away from expressing our love in a public fashion.Continue reading
I grew up believing that this verse, paired with talk of dying to self, meant my opinions and preferences were of little to no consideration. By giving in, I would demonstrate the love of Jesus to others. My job as a Christian, especially as a southern Christian woman, was to give in to the everyone else’s ideas and wishes.Continue reading
“This is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” someone in my hiking crew declared, as we took in the cliffs, pastures, and sheep. Just a bit further up the trail, we rounded a corner and enjoyed another beautiful vista. “This is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen!” someone else exclaimed. The refrain became almost a joke on the trail, but each time we uttered the words, we spoke them in truth.Continue reading
“But I have food! I have food!!” the starving man cried. His fate had been sealed. Tears sprang to my eyes as I watched. While the man’s story was not meant to be a parable, I couldn’t help but relate to his struggle.
My husband and I started watching the show Alone at the beginning of the COVID-19 shutdown. Allowed only a few essentials, contestants work to survive by themselves in the wilderness, hoping to outlast their competitors. The scenery was what first attracted us, but we found a kinship with the contestants when the governor issued safer-at-home order for our state.Continue reading