Upside Down, not Trickle-Down

I’m sitting in my local Starbucks as I type this reflection. I can hear “The Little Drummer Boy” over the grinding of coffee beans as I take a sip from my tall red cup covered in cartoon Christmas lights. It doesn’t say “Merry Christmas.” It doesn’t even say “Happy Holidays.” And we Christians are freaking … Continue reading Upside Down, not Trickle-Down

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Election 2016 – We can’t just suck out the poison.

Well, that happened. Donald Trump was elected to be our next president. Some of my friends and family are celebrating, while others are resisting with all they've got. Some still don't believe it, and others are terrified. Twentysixteen was a weird one. After taking a few days to process, listen, and pray, I've come to the … Continue reading Election 2016 – We can’t just suck out the poison.

Building Bridges, Instead of Walls

  At exactly 4 p.m., I sat down, my eyes fixed eastward. I watched silently as my new friends responded to the Islamic call to prayer, standing shoulder to shoulder then bowing low on the plush carpet. Tears welled in my eyes as I witnessed such an intimate moment of devotion, thankful that they shared … Continue reading Building Bridges, Instead of Walls

CrossFit Open: Not the best, not the worst

This is the last post on my CrossFit Open experience this year. Five whole weeks of brutal workouts, new movements, surprises, and a fun and fairly friendly competition between my husband and me. It was our first Open at Cobra Command CrossFit, and the community and coaches have been amazing! 16.1 shocked me. 16.2 annoyed … Continue reading CrossFit Open: Not the best, not the worst

CrossFit Open: One is the Loneliest Number

Alright - I'll go ahead and get it out of the way. Bill's beating me by one point in the CrossFit Open. ONE POINT. He got two more Handstand Pushups than I did. We were tied for awhile, but someone else swooped in and beat me, and trust me - I will find you. 16.4 was … Continue reading CrossFit Open: One is the Loneliest Number

Pistols and the Prince of Peace

Happy New Year! Well, I'm a few days late, but maybe I'm working on my type A personality as my NY Resolution, and I intentionally posted this late to get over my perfectionist tendencies. Or maybe I'm always late, and maybe I should just work on my time awareness this year. Don't ask my husband … Continue reading Pistols and the Prince of Peace

Political Punches and Jesus Jukes: Pro-Life or Pro-Choice?

A poor teenage girl from the middle of nowhere with hardly any social services just found out she is pregnant. She's scared and lonely. Who can she turn to? She racks her brain for any and all possible options as she's faced with the thought that makes her sick to her stomach. How will she … Continue reading Political Punches and Jesus Jukes: Pro-Life or Pro-Choice?