Month: January 2016

While We Weep

“My doctor says I’m cured,” she tells me over the phone. Cured. Cancer doctors don’t throw that word around a lot. It’s a miracle, really, given that only 10 percent of people with her diagnosis live past five years, and she’s surpassed that with minimal…

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Discussing the Same God of Christians, Muslims, and Professors

For many Christians, the Wheaton College affair has provided a mouthful of theological and cultural tension.     For the Chewing   In 2011, on a chilly night in December, I sat in the upstairs bar of an under-the-train-tracks gourmet…

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Conversations about Dying with my Four-Year Old

“It’s no secret / That the both of us are running out of time.” —Adele   It started slowly. At first, I thought we had a handle on it.   My four-year-old daughter, Zoe, asked my husband what happens when…

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The Spiritual Act of Cooking for Myself

This Christmas I received a cookbook as a gift. It’s a new one by Ruth Reichl, who was the editor of Gourmet magazine until 2009 when they closed. The book is about those days after she lost her job. She found…

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Kicked Out of Church

When I was sixteen, a revival group came to our church for a week in an effort to pump up our Baptist hearts for evangelism. We youth group kids got relegated to a Sunday school classroom down the hall from…

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Adulting

At one in the morning I followed my mom’s gurney down the sixth floor hallway of Building G to the ICU. I carried our purses from the floor above, where her cancer treatments had begun, until the side effects we…

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On Reflections

I have a bike in the back of my hatchback car. It’s not mine originally. It was given to me to sell, if I wanted. Although I have no intentions of keeping it permanently, I’ve been storing it there for…

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Half a Christian

I am a woman of halves. I revel in the in-betweens of life. My big feet are between a nine and a ten. I wear a nine and a half, but I can never find shoes that size, which is…

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Sans Merci

“Sans merci.” Within hours of the jihadist attacks in Paris, French president François Hollande promised to find those behind the brutality and punish them “sans merci.” His words offered both hope and fear. Justice would reign; they would not be…

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