An Open Letter to Beth Moore

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

The Things We Don’t Talk About

I have never had a proper filter on my mouth. As a¬†speak-now-deal-with-the-consequences-of-your-speech-later kind of girl, I have a tendency to make people uncomfortable. As a young child in the middle of my parents’ divorce, I frankly informed the principle of my school, Sister Carmelita, who also happened to be my mother’s former boss, that my… Continue reading The Things We Don’t Talk About