Category Archives: Faith

July 3rd

Mom: “So…I guess Captain America visits tonight? Gotta leave out milk and cookies.”

Me: “I can get behind this mythology. But what does he bring?”

Bethany: * from other room * “FREEDOM.”

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The Churches in my Inbox

If COVID-19 isolation has made anything abundantly clear, it is that quite a few churches have my e-mail address. And they are not always good at identifying themselves. 

Today I got an e-mail from “Lizzie” about a “Friday Evening Chat” via Zoom for the women’s group. Surprised, because I do not belong to a women’s group at the moment, I click on it. The e-mail came from “churchbuilder”…which is, in fact, not a church but a software for churches to e-mail groups of people. 

Baffled, I run through all the usual suspects. One of the megachurches I visited in Colorado, perhaps? Ah, but they e-mail me quite regularly and usually list the church’s name in the subject line. My home church? No, to my knowledge no one goes by “Lizzie” on the staff. (And anyway, the e-mail would come from my Mom and she never would go by that particular nickname.) My church in Thailand? No, they usually send announcements via Facebook. A church here in Madison? Possible, but puzzling because again, they usually identify themselves via their e-mail address. 

And I know, because I have gotten literally hundreds of e-mails from churches since the COVID-19 thing hit. Which I appreciate. It shows that no matter how isolating social distancing might feel, the church has not also gone into isolation. 

But as a perennial mover, I have given quite a few churches my e-mail over the years and they all apparently decided this was a good time to engage with their e-mail lists. 

Which brings me back to this mystery e-mail. A Tennessee church? I haven’t heard from any of them in a long time. And then I look more closely at the e-mail address: “”

Ah! It is from my church in England. 

He Is Risen!

Joy to the world! He is risen. Hallelujah!

May your Easter Sunday be filled with joy, no matter how strange the circumstances! 

Good Friday <3

Although today doesn’t look much like Good Friday usually does, I hope you get the chance to pause and remember the wonderful gift we commemorate today. It is Friday but Sunday is coming.

(also I’ve been low-key obsessed with this song alllllllll week and major kudos to Bethany for not smashing my computer after I played it for the 1,396th time.)

The Whole World In His Hands

My sister-in-law posted the lyrics to this children’s song on Instagram and I’ve had it stuck in my head the whole day. A lovely reminder. (Gotta go Donut Man when listening though 😉 )



(Also, thank you to those who have asked about he interview. I honestly don’t know how it went. And I received no time line for when I will find out.)

Psalm 91

I made it to the next round of interviews! Tomorrow8 am! Send up a prayer for me if you think of it. 

This is a turbulent, uncertain time so I just wanted to share the comfort of Psalm 91.

Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High
    will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.[a]
I will say of the Lord, “He is my refuge and my fortress,
    my God, in whom I trust.”

Surely he will save you
    from the fowler’s snare
    and from the deadly pestilence.
He will cover you with his feathers,
    and under his wings you will find refuge;
    his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.
You will not fear the terror of night,
    nor the arrow that flies by day,
nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness,
    nor the plague that destroys at midday.
A thousand may fall at your side,
    ten thousand at your right hand,
    but it will not come near you.
You will only observe with your eyes
    and see the punishment of the wicked.

If you say, “The Lord is my refuge,”
    and you make the Most High your dwelling,
10 no harm will overtake you,
    no disaster will come near your tent.
11 For he will command his angels concerning you
    to guard you in all your ways;
12 they will lift you up in their hands,
    so that you will not strike your foot against a stone.
13 You will tread on the lion and the cobra;
    you will trample the great lion and the serpent.

14 “Because he[b] loves me,” says the Lord, “I will rescue him;
    I will protect him, for he acknowledges my name.
15 He will call on me, and I will answer him;
    I will be with him in trouble,
    I will deliver him and honor him.
16 With long life I will satisfy him
    and show him my salvation.”

Women’s Conference

My Mom, sisters, sister-in-law, and I all went to a women’s conference today. The speakers included Megan Fate Marshman and Amena Brown. I also attended breakout sessions about friendship, the enneagram, and hospitality. It was a really lovely conference and I particularly enjoyed being there with the awesome ladies in my family! ❤ 

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Verses of Comfort

Psalm 34:18: The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.

Psalm 119:114: You are my hiding place and my shield. I hope in your word.

Matthew 5:4: Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.

Revelation 21:4: He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.


Full Body Worship

The church Bethany and I have recently started attending is in the process of merging one of their services into a “gospel fusion center.” I’m all about it. Though most of my life I’ve attended more sedate, traditional or non-denominational churches, I’m an expressive worshiper. I like hand raising and dancing. Joy needs expression! And for me, joy comes from worship. 

Today was a “test run” with the new gospel pastor and worship staff. I forgot how long it had been since I worshiped with a charismatic congregation. It was wonderful. For once I didn’t feel like I needed to curb my enthusiasm for fear of distracting others. I could just WORSHIP. 

Being more introverted, my sister does not get into full body worship like I do. If given the chance to sit while others dance, she sits. I suspect she tolerates the idea of gospel fusion worship more for my sake than any innate enjoyment. Which I appreciate. But it can feel a bit aggravating. Especially leaving service today, I was bursting with enthusiasm and eager to share it with someone. And Bethany…well, Bethany just shrugged and said something to the effect of, “It was fine, I guess.”

Le sigh. 

Does being extroverted or introverted impact how you worship?

Sunday With Family

Today all my family went to my brother’s church to hear him preach his first sermon. All of us. We haven’t been in one place together since January, maybe December. Sam did a terrific job on the sermon; it was convicting and powerful. The church was wrapping up a sermon series on ‘Heroes and Villains of the Bible’ and Sam spoke on Adam and Eve and the masks we all wear. 

(There is a picture of all of us siblings together but none of us like it–sorry, Mom–so I’m not sharing.) 

Rounded out the day with quality time with my nephew! Aunt life is the best.