Tag Archives: Christianity

What Would Jesus Do? Bop You in the Eye.

  Oh, friends. What a difficult time we’re living in. So much disagreement. So much tension. And admittedly, I’m adding to that tension. I am not sorry. I recently told my sister about a snarky reply I gave a former college professor who had a political disagreement with me online. On the surface, it wasRead More

Don’t Let Beauty Blind You: A Lesson in Reverse Snobbery

Don’t Let Beauty Blind You: A Lesson in Reverse Snobbery

Oh…she’s gorgeous. My heart sank a little as I saw Ann Voskamp’s words, so inspiring and life-changing on the pages of her book, come to life in her small group study DVD. Her book, One Thousand Gifts, has been life changing for me. But her voice, decidedly sultry, didn’t match the one I heard inRead More

He’s got this, too.

He’s got this, too.

Job searching. Let me just say this process is no fun. Scanning online ads, reaching out to friends and family for leads, spending hours on one cover letter, and I feel like this search has become a part-time job in and of itself. And while I’ve only been at it for a couple of weeksRead More

What if God is talking, and you just aren’t listening?

What if God is talking, and you just aren’t listening?

How do you know, Cat? How do you know that God has heard you and answered you? How do you know to accept his answer if it’s not how you’ve envisioned the answer or what you actually wanted the answer to be? How? What an excellent question, asked on a recent post I made aboutRead More

Discipline isn’t a dirty word.

Discipline isn’t a dirty word.

“Doing what needs to be done, when it needs to be done.” This is perhaps the simplest definition of discipline, but it’s often not a simple thing to do. (We’re talking self control, not discipline for children.) Until recently, I considered discipline to be a “dirty” word. People who followed a routine, stuck to theRead More

To the scantily clad woman at Starbucks: I’m sorry

To the scantily clad woman at Starbucks: I’m sorry

Friends, something has been bothering me for awhile. Nagging at my conscience, my gut. It’s about a picture I posted on my Facebook page. A picture of a young woman at Starbucks who appeared to be wearing only her underwear (or very, very short shorts). To be honest, I wasn’t making fun of her. IRead More