Life With Others

Life With Others

The Pain of Loneliness

Is all our texting, DMing and emailing bringing us closer to people or creating barriers to authentic communication?

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The Most Loving Thing Is Not Often the Nicest Thing

The world, and the church, has totally mixed up loving and being nice, and it’s not just the words themselves. The more I watch movies, listen to music, or hear stories from young Christians, it seems like even though people say they’re looking for som …

My Saturday at Pursuit 2014

I woke up the Saturday morning of Pursuit feeling both excited and nervous. I hadn’t slept too well — probably because when I went to bed I was both excited and nervous. I knew Saturday was a big day for me, and I was still reeling from all the awesome …

An Introvert’s Guide to Fostering Community

As an introvert, I’ve always struggled with maintaining a strong community. I hesitate when making commitments because sometimes I would rather stay at home and have a quiet evening — even though I have those all the time. It has nothing to do with bei …

Forget Pacific, Christians are on CST

At my church in Australia we have a saying: “Account for CST.” No, it’s not the name for the Aussie system of mandatory taxes (that’s GST if you’re interested). This ambiguous acronym is all about time — Christian Standard Time. Have you ever shown up …

I Did It!

  Saturday, Aug. 9, I ran my first 5K in like, um, six years. Here I am with my friend Karen at the end of it. Still alive. Whew. I’m mostly writing this just to finish the story. You know, the one where I haven’t exercised for about 5 years, and …

What Does a Good Singles Ministry Look Like?

I’ve noticed a theme winding through some of the conversations around these parts: Churches seemed to have dropped the ball when it comes to singles ministry. Consider a few comments from a recent post: My biggest issue has been that the churches I’ve …

It’s About More Than Holding a Door

The other day, I was in another room when I heard one of my suitemates walk into our apartment. She had had to juggle a cumbersome laundry basket from one building to another and then up to the top floor. For a group of girls from sea-level hometowns, …

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