Informed Consent   Let me start by saying, this world is a mess. We are in dire straits—and in the face of such extreme threat, only...

I just wrote a book in 23 days. It was intense. I couldn’t get it out of my head, not even when I was sleeping. I wrote over breakfast. I...

In my previous blog post, I used my experience as a writer of fiction to engage with the question of whether God gives us free will, or...

I began this year with a blog post about rest. Throughout the month of January, I rested aggressively and with intention. One of the...

Christmas conjures up a lot of associations for me. A mountain of presents piled under a tree. Family trips to the movie theater after...

I saw Oppenheimer last Saturday. Seeing movies in the theater was one of the things I missed the most during COVID. The first movie I can...

My toddler is a sprinter. She also hates riding in carts. This means that, when we go to Target or the grocery store, she is either...

My earliest memory is of my mother’s voice. She was calling my name. “Karyn! Karyn!” But the urgency of her voice couldn’t quite cut...

Ever seen those posts on social media asking people to describe what they do for a living? The firefighter says, “I bust through your...

I am the oldest of five children. One of my earliest memories is of cuddling my mother’s belly when she was pregnant with my brother. I...