Hands raised, tears streaming down my cheeks, worshiping in a sea of women at the Lit Conference, I saw a vision in my mind’s eye- all 740 of us ladies linked arm and arm, moving forward, a rushing wave. The power of it floored me and the solidarity of it convicted me. If you read my… Continue reading Red Rover, Red Rover
An update for those of you who read my Open Letter to Beth Moore: I’m going to the Lit Writer’s Conference after all! I don’t know if my letter played a part, but they moved the conference to a larger venue in Houston and opened registration back up to the wait-listed women. As if that… Continue reading I’m Going to Lit!
Dear Beth, Forgive me for the familiarity but, though we’ve never met, we’re actually very close. We’ve belly laughed together, wept together, and studied together. You’ve been with me in small groups gathered in living rooms, huddled in church sanctuaries, and curled up in coffee houses. Beth, I’m just one of the countless spiritual daughters… Continue reading An Open Letter to Beth Moore