Posts by writingjoy
How I Fixed One of the Biggest Mistakes I Made as a Work-from-Home Mom
My dream has always been to be a work-from-home mom. When I found out we were expecting our first child, way back in 1999, I asked my employer at the time if I could work a modified schedule and/or work some of the time from home. That didn’t go over well at all, so when…
Read MoreGetting the most out of your family time this season
We’re entering one of the busiest seasons of the year for families. In addition to the usual work parties, religious services, and family gatherings, our children have their own schedule of holiday events and performances. Throw in shopping, gift wrapping, traveling, and hosting, and it’s no wonder we find ourselves tense, exhausted, and far from the Christmas spirit.
Read MoreTry a Little Empathy (on teaching children about poverty)
My children were born into a life of stability, not poverty. We’ve had seasons where we had to watch our spending very closely, but they don’t know what it’s like to live day to day or hour-by-hour, which is a beautiful thing. But it also means that our selfishness is powerful. As parents, we need…
Read MoreWhat Does Wielding My White Privilege for Good Look Like?
I know that I have white privilege. (This is a very interesting survey to explore how privileged you may be. I got a 64 out of 100.) You have white privilege if you have pale skin. To use the old analogy of judging books by their covers, when you move about your world in pale skin,…
Read MoreInfiltrating Injustice: With What Should We Fill the Racial Divide?
Today, A Deeper Story is running what is most likely my last post for the group site. At the end of February, we will stop publishing new material (though the archives will stay indefinitely). I’m not sure yet what I will do with this new void in my personal writing schedule, but I do know this…
Read MoreBeing Transgender Is Not a Sin: What Christians Must Learn from Leelah Alcorn’s Tragic Death
On Tuesday night, we took our youngest son to see a movie. We drove home along the stretch of interstate where it eventually became clear that a young woman had committed suicide early Sunday morning, just two days prior. I couldn’t stop thinking about how dark and desperate one’s despair must be to drive you to…
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