Posts by writingjoy
RemembeRED: In Which I Dabble in Memoir-Writing
In the spring I dabbled in different genres, including fiction and memoir. Write On Edge sends weekly memoir-writing prompts, called RemembeRED, and this particular week’s prompt was to think of a sound or a smell that reminds you of something from your past and write a post about that memory. Can you guess which smell inspired this…
Read MoreSemantics and Shipwrecks of Faith: Is the Bible Truly Inerrant?
I’m currently featuring my favorite posts from 2011. In July I wrote a series of posts on the evangelical church’s claims about the Bible and the effect those claims can have on a person’s faith once they start examining closely. This issue is near and dear to me as it has been pivotal in my…
Read MoreMy Christmas Card to You
This is one of my favorite Christmas hymns, and one of my favorite versions of it. Merry Christmas to all of you who celebrate it. In the bleak midwinter, frost wind made moan, earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone; snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow, in the bleak midwinter,…
Read MoreIt’s Now or Never – In Which Bon Jovi and King Solomon Agree
I read through the Bible in 90 days this summer, which was an incredible experience that I highly recommend. One of the things that leaped off the pages was how important charity and action (not just words) is to God. This post delves into why we hesitate to take the action God requires of us.…
Read MoreWhen I Sing Those Songs, I Lie To God
I’m in the midst of a 12-day blog retrospective, in which I’m highlighting some of my favorite posts of this year. In May, I started what ended up being a month-long series on worship, lament, and honesty. This post, titled “How To Stop Lying in Church,” kicked things off. photo © 2010 Rainer Ebert…
Read MoreUnbreakable: When a Broken Promise Isn’t Broken
I learned the Hebrew word “hesed” this spring. I am not sure I’ll ever get over the beauty of it – I hope not. It inspired this piece I originally wrote for Deeper Story. She backed herself into the corner, wedged between the pillows, reading lamp silhouetting her hair against her knees. She swiped…
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