I grew up in the world of evangelical Christianity. As I was coming of age, I was part of a culture that really valued sharing your testimony – the story of how you came to know Jesus. But I... Continue Reading →
Midnight last night found my husband cleaning out my bathroom sink for me, clogged up by my curly tresses. It’s an icky job, and it requires some handyman work. We should have started the process earlier, of course, but... Continue Reading →
Do not let any unwholesome talk come out of your mouths, but only what is helpful for building others up according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen. ~ Ephesians 4:29 When I was a kid, my siblings... Continue Reading →
My husband and I are from very different cultures. He is Lebanese-American, and I am white, and generationally Presbyterian. Back when we were dating, we had a conversation that was paradigm-shifting for me, and I wrote a little bit... Continue Reading →
Anyone who has been single for any period of time is familiar with the dreaded Friend Zone. Either you’re the one who is crushing on someone who has friend zoned you, or you’re the one having to break the news... Continue Reading →
Given the fact that the fall of humanity has created such tension between men and women, it truly amazes me that people fall in love and get married. When I got married at the age of 35, I thought, "This... Continue Reading →
Don't worry. I'm not forming some kind of fascist religious group. But “submission is liberation” is written underneath a rather unlikely passage of my Bible. I noticed it the other day as I was puzzling over what it means to be surrendered or... Continue Reading →
I had a delightful conversation with a student today about what it means that Jesus satisfies us. Does this mean we don't need anything or anyone else? That we're saying "Jesus is not enough for me if I want a husband, or close... Continue Reading →
Community. It's quite the buzz-word these days. Everyone wants it, yet no one seems to feel like they have it. Especially in a city the size and pace of Atlanta, it can be easy to feel lost in the crowd.... Continue Reading →
Becca Hermes 