The highest compliment that my Jewish grandmother ever handed out: “She’s got chutzpah!” (pronounced hoot-spuh) Perhaps that’s because my Jewish grandmother didn’t hand out many compliments. (If you lack a Jewish grandmother you may not recognize why that last line is...
Cancer shatters illusions, magnifies weaknesses, and strips me of the existence I once knew. Somewhere along the way the lens through which I view each day changed. Though it’s still murky and muddled, I can’t help but notice: To continue reading, pick up a copy of...
Maybe you’ve found yourself crying out to God and all you hear is silence. Maybe you can’t remember the last time you sensed the presence of God. Maybe you’re wondering why God doesn’t make Himself more real in your life, in your situation. Let’s be honest. We all go...
Sitting in the counselor’s office after months of brutal treatment, I felt exasperated by the loss of strength, energy, clarity, sanity. As soon as I finished one treatment, I entered another. Chemotherapy. Radiation. More and more surgeries. The counselor slapped me...
All of life is vulnerable. All of love is vulnerable. All of faith is vulnerable. Yet most of us scamper from vulnerability at the mere thought of letting our guard down. Much of my life has been spent sprinting from vulnerability. Sometimes I wonder why. Perhaps the...
