Suffering and the Christian

There was a period of several years, where I cried every day.  Every quiet time, every women’s prayer meeting, every church service, driving in the car, sitting in my office, walking across campus between classes.  Suffice it to say, the subject of my sorrow was a big...

Last year I had the first time opportunity to attend The Gospel Coalition’s National Conference in Indianapolis with my husband. What an experience! Singing a mix of the beautiful old hymns with gospel rich newer ones in a crowd of that size brought chills of delight...

The suffering of loved ones often comes unannounced, an unwelcomed intruder bent on stealing joy and hope. Without warning, we are thrust into the role of comforter, yearning to bring peace immediately through whatever means necessary – hugs, tears, and often far too...

I am not a journal-keeper. I have a collection of partially-filled journals where I tried to force myself into the habit but gave up less than halfway through. Though my journaling doesn’t happen on paper, I could fill books with the thoughts and conversations I’ve...

In 2013, I received a devastating phone call from a pediatric gastroenterologist diagnosing our two-year-old son with a rare and serious genetic condition called alpha-1 antitrypsin deficiency. While relieved to hear an explanation for his elevated liver enzymes...