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Category: Asking the Hard Questions

What Are You Fighting For?

Today we remember those who’ve fought for us in the United States military. They knew and know what they were or are fighting for: their country, its freedom and prosperity. Their mission is clear, and how valiantly they’ve completed it. It makes me wonder: what am I fighting for? We fight every day. We fight for people, beliefs, principles, dreams, goals. For some of these fight-worthy aspects of our lives, we would even allow the claws to come out. These are the pieces of us we may not even realize we fight so hard to maintain or…

Christian Art: Should It Be Any Different from Plain Old Art?

The angles of this questions, the directions it’s capable of going, the conclusions it carves avenues to are endless. So endless, I feel a bit overwhelmed, so I’ll limit myself to describing one particular encounter I’ve had with the debate. I’ll also talk more specifically about literature because it’s the art I’ve studied most and have spent the most time in. A couple of years ago, I attended a conference at the invitation of a friend. I forget the actual name of the conference, but it was for…

Have You Grown this Year?

Curve ball. This is typically asked at the end of the calendar year but because this month marks the end of a series my community group at church has been doing, our group leaders are asking us to be prepared to answer this question this week when we meet and because it’s being asked of me, I now ask it of you. So tell me, how have you grown since May 2010? You know, emotionally, spiritually… What has challenged you and how has it changed you? What did you think you knew last May that you realized you have…

How Do You Rediscover Your Creativity?

For many of my earlier years I believed each of my stuffed animals was alive. Every time I left the room they huddled around my miniature tea set drinking and chatting. I tried to tell myself they weren’t real, but I couldn’t help it. My imagination overpowered my practicality. Maybe this sounds like I was more a crazy child than a creative one, but we forgotten middle children get left to our own devices. Of course today we have the opposite problem: believing a stuffed animal comes to life when you leave the room warrants a…

Is Death the Only Path to Peace?

My planned blog post for this morning has been postponed for another time. I will instead talk about what everyone else is: the new of the death of Osama Bin Laden. For an hour last night, my eyes did not leave my television screen—as I’m sure yours didn’t either. When someone says the president has something to say, you listen and you listen intently. Before the official word came through that the announcement was Bin Laden’s death, I confessed to my roommates an irrational fear I have of the U.S. being taken over by a…

How Much Does Our Faith Depend on Our Pastor's?

What if you went to church next weekend, sat in your usual spot, sang along to worship songs with the usual worship team, watched the pulpit expectantly as your usual pastor took his place to face the crowd and then instead of uttering the usual sermon, admitted that he now found it impossible to believe in the premise of Christianity? That he had discovered his faith could not stand up to the evidence against it, or that believing in a God that would allow cruel things to happen to loving people no longer made sense. He was sorry, but he…

When and How Much Should You Invest in People?

A question inspired by this weekend’s events in which I found myself in an unfamiliar setting with many unfamiliar faces. I volunteered at Young Life camp family weekend. My job along with several other girls about my age was to care for toddlers while their parents attended seminars and worship services. I was a last-minute fill-in for a volunteer who had to backed out and the only person I knew was my roommate who had signed up to help weeks ago. As the weekend progressed, I found myself conflicted as to how much I should be getting…

Does Love Win?

Here I go. Watch me. I’m jumping onto the Love Wins Commentators Bandwagon. I have finished this media-frenzied, supposedly polarizing book and am now slyly inserting my review into a question-shaped post. And after I’ve said my peace, we can all stop talking about this whole Rob Bell/Love Wins thing. It is what they’ve all been saying: Rob Bell stresses the importance of the love of God for all people while saying but not completely saying it is this love that will win all hearts in the end. Or at least…

At What Age are You Grown Up?

Asking the hard questions has resulted in some heavy posts. See here, here, and here. We all need to take a deep breath, through the nose out through the mouth. Heavy posts are exhausting for the reader and the writer. I don’t want to be theological today or talk about heartache or God’s will for my life or what we should and should not pray about. I just want to tell you what I did yesterday. I had an obligation-free Sunday, so I went to pilates then went grocery shopping. While I was at the…

If He Didn't Want Us to Eat From the Tree, Why'd He Put It in the Garden?

My dad says I asked this question at age five. And look, I’m still asking it. And just the other night, I had a friend ask it–or a version of it–in our church small group and I thought, “Yep, still wondering about that one.” It’s a biggie. Like really huge. So huge that typically, we evangelical Christians raise it for a moment but shrink away in an even briefer moment. Heavy questions such as these are dangerous to let linger, even with your closest friends. I thought I would tackle…