We curled up together on my bed, book in hand, her hair still dripping from the night’s shower. She seemed down, but I have learned not to dig too vigorously. Make a space and show her I’m interested, and she will move into it and talk. The pages were about breast development, when girls might…

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Suspicious skepticism: “Can you join them in good conscience?” Surprise: “We’d love to have you, but will you be happy here?” Confusion: “It’s so uncomfortable to hear so many much with which I disagree, but should I only go where I’m comfortable?” The odd ball. The ugly duckling. The round peg surrounded by square holes.…

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Yesterday, a friend and colleague of mine wrote a response to my post on A Deeper Story about being ordained in Sri Lanka. She, as a traditionally-ordained Baptist minister, is very interested in continuing the conversation about varying ways to view ordination and how the church can better reflect the kingdom of God. I appreciated…

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This post is a story. It is a special story that I’ve wanted to tell and tried to write so many times. It is a scary story to send out into the world. I am protective of it like a mother with her child. But this Christmas, it finally leaked through my fingers onto the…

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I think October 19 is the toughest day of the year for Scott and I, followed closely by February 26. I want to use the word bittersweet for those days, but the date Elli died is mostly bitter and painful. The only trace of sweet comes when I think about how old she would be…

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