The Thief | The Mid-Week Memo | March 20, 2024

“Comparison is the thief of joy.” – Theodore Roosevelt Some days this quote runs laps in my mind, as I struggle to push back against the very loud voice of not measuring up. The voice that tells me others have found the secret recipe to perfection in their parenting, marriage, career. The voice that sows […]

Room to Grow | The Daily Memo | March 8, 2024

I hate to move. I know, hate is a strong word. But I’ve moved my total household at least 6 times that I can remember. I have no fond memories to draw from. It was total chaos in the house for weeks before and after. Stuff was strewn everywhere while trying to purge. By purge […]

Rewired by Gratitude | The Daily Memo | February 21, 2024

After being diagnosed with a brain tumor, Christina Costa noticed how much of the talk around facing cancer is dominated by the language of fighting. She found that this metaphor quickly started to feel exhausting. She “didn’t want to spend over a year at war with [her] own body.” Instead, what she found most helpful […]

Where is Adam? | The Daily Memo | February 19, 2024

God gives Adam some instructions on the care of creation and his role in the unfolding story. It’s pretty basic, and very generous (see Gen. 2:16-17). But notice what God doesn’t tell Adam. There is no warning or instruction over what is about to occur: the Temptation of Eve. This is just staggering.  Notably missing […]

The Daily Memo | February 1, 2024 | Interfering With Our Lives

I love the story of a certain man whom Jesus interfered with, much to his initial chagrin. Remember when Jesus met the man possessed with many demons in Luke 8? So they arrived in the region of the Gerasenes, across the lake from Galilee. As Jesus was climbing out of the boat, a man who […]

The Daily Memo | January 12, 2024 | In Defense of Discontent

By the grace of God, we cannot quite pull it off. In the quiet moments of the day we sense a nagging within, a discontentment, a hunger for something else. But because we have not solved the riddle of our existence, we assume that something is wrong—not with life, but with us. Everyone else seems […]