My interpretation can only be as inerrant as I am, and that's good to keep in mind.

No step taken in faith is wasted, not by a God who makes all things new.

You can't get too far into the Gospels without noticing that Jesus made a pretty lousy apologist.

As a Christian, my highest calling is not motherhood; my highest calling is to follow Christ.

Perhaps we could push beyond these legalistic gender roles if we spent less time worrying about “acting like men” and “acting like women,” and more time acting like Jesus.

We all long for someone to tell us who we are. The great struggle of the Christian life is to take God's name for us, to believe we are beloved and to believe that is enough.

The Holy Trinity doesn't need our permission to carry on in their endlessly resourceful work of making all things new. That we are invited to catch even a glimpse of the splendor is grace. All of it, every breath and every second is grace.