This all came out of a conversation I had with my husband the other night. I mentioned to him how one of my old favorites, Redeeming Love, which I read years ago and have recommended to many readers, has been pelted with criticism. The fire has come from both sides, Christian and non-Christian alike. When I first heard of this, I was indignant. “What fault could one possibly find in Francine Rivers’ classic which practically was the catalyst for an entirely different *and better* style of Christian fiction?”
I wrote this for you, reader behind this screen. This isn’t sly propaganda for something else. It’s actually about you.
In college, I had serious depression. What did I do about it? NOTHING. Now, there were lots of other things going on in my life, too, that weren’t any good. Did those things cause the depression? Did the depression cause those things? The short answer is: Yes. What I… Continue reading The Depression
I realize that in our vulnerabilities, by sharing parts of us that are private, we do more than just make ourselves vulnerable. We reach other people on a deeper level, one where we’re free to express our imperfections without judgment, where we can celebrate our triumphs (even small ones), where we can connect in a… Continue reading When We’re Vulnerable