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Pizza: A Parable
About eight months ago, I was very pregnant and very hungry. Fully beholden to my cravings, I wanted pizza, and only one type would do: a handcrafted masterpiece I’d had once at a restaurant thirty miles away. One Sunday, after church, my husband and I set off to procure the much-desired pizza. I had been…
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BookstaScam: On Parasitic Accounts and Author Platform
Digital promotion is nearly non-negotiable for authors today. Unless you happen to be a professor or pastor with a built-in institutional readership, you are going to have to invest in your online platform to attract publishers, reach readers, and, ultimately, sell books. Before you cringe at this reality, let’s remember that building an online platform…
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Lamentations and Lindsay Clancy: The Tension of Sin and Sickness
When I read about the Lindsay Clancy trial, I want only to go cuddle my seven-month-old son, even if it disrupts an all-important nap. It makes me physically ill to think about a mom killing her three children, and I am deeply disturbed by the cultural chaos this case is causing. I am hesitant to…
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Ope, I’m Back!
Buckle up, friends. It’s time for a long, rambling catch-up. Did I mean to take such a long break from blogging? Nope. But, although I’ve been quieter online, I’ve been steadily scribbling away on a project I am very excited about. I can’t share too much, but I will ask for your prayers: it’s a…
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Reblog: Dear Mr. Potter
HBO is gearing up to release a new adaptation of J.K. Rowling’s Harry Potter books, and I am enjoying a reread of the British versions. But the thought police of the internet are perturbed by the unceasing popularity of Rowling’s brilliant books because, apparently, authors are not allowed to be famous or successful unless they…
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Stories Woven in Silver
If you have not figured it out by now, I love children’s literature. Seriously, if you examined a sliver of my brain under a microscope, I’m pretty sure you’d find characters from The Chronicles of Narnia, clues from The Mysterious Benedict Society, and recipes from Redwall imprinted in its little gray cells. I am beyond…
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For the Girl Who Dreads Summer Camp
Our church’s youth group is gearing up for summer camp. I can sense the students’ excitement. The leaders, too, seem to be brimming with eagerness to load up the vans and get on with the games—and Bible study and worship, of course. I have happily helped advertise summer camp in our church newsletter, and I…
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Books and Babies: How Motherhood Has Changed My Reading Habits
Throughout my first four months of motherhood, I have continued to read, perhaps even more than before. It is, after all, easier to read a book during nap time or while nursing at 3:00 a.m. than to enjoy most other noisy, baby-stimulating occupations. But my reading habits have changed in ways that I find worth…
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1,000 Calories of Worship
In Spirit-Filled Singing: Bearing Fruit as We Worship Together, I talk about how the fruit of self-control calls us to steward our bodies for the sake of physical participation in worship: “When musicians dedicate themselves to an instrument, their physicality begins to revolve around playing that instrument (or voice, for singers). Have you noticed that…
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Big Little Faith
While sitting in the dark with young Martin night after night, I started mulling afresh on Christ’s call to receive the kingdom like a child. “Now they were bringing even infants to him that he might touch them. And when the disciples saw it, they rebuked them. But Jesus called them to him, saying, ‘Let…
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Be Easy to Entertain
“What can we make for you?” “Do you have any allergies?” “Are there any foods you won’t eat?” When my son was born, we were the grateful beneficiaries of two church meal trains. I have never eaten so well in my life! Although I recognize the dedicated preparation that went into the meals my family…
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I Lost My Top Subscriber
Last week, I lost my top subscriber. I know I’m supposed to be tough and keep writing regardless, but blogging just isn’t the same without her. She used to comment with astonishing, almost unsettling swiftness. Mere moments after I pressed “publish,” my inbox would ping with her praise. It was an antiphony I miss already.…
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