Heavy (and not-so-heavy) Topics

My writing for the Gospel Coalition has delved into some somber territory lately — but hopefully in ways that will help. The following two articles were published recently: Postpartum Depression and the Christian In the Debate Over Physician-Assisted Suicide, Words Matter On a more lighthearted front, I recently gave an interview for How Do I…

A Lifestyle of Learning

A friend of mine who is an educator recently commented, “You’re trying to be a parent and a teacher. I don’t know how you can do that. That’s hard.” I appreciated her sympathy, but the truth is I’m not a “teaching” in the typical sense that comes to mind, when we consider brick-and-mortar schools. There…

The Gift of Firelight

My thoughts on this blog often focus on God’s grace in the face of brokenness. I talk a lot about our struggles with our son’s sensory processing disorder. I reflect upon my own failings, my tenuous confidence in my transition from the hospital to the home, and the idols with which I struggle. I too…

Writing on Depression; Talking about Homeschooling

Depression has spiritual ramifications, often steeping sufferers into a despair that threatens faith. Unfortunately, while as Christians we rush to support neighbors through hospitalizations for other medical conditions, with depression we often fall short. My most recent article on TGC explores how to love our neighbor in depression: Why Christian Love Matters in Depression On…

Sunlight Through Cloudbreak: Homeschooling Day-in-the-Life, Year 2

A year ago when I first wrote about our homeschool days for the day-in-the-life linkup at Jamie Martin’s Simple Homeschool, we were less than a year into the journey. With trepidation, we inched forward to test the ground beneath us, ready to abandon efforts should the foundations crack and give way. I struggled with the…

How Surgery Prepared Me (and Didn’t) for Homeschooling

In many ways, my career ill-equipped me for homeschooling. Surgery is all about protocol. In an emergency, when the blood pools on the floor, the blood pressure on the monitor drops, and panic swells in the room, surgical training teaches you to lean into procedure. You cut out the noise, ablate the chaos from your…

Not Mine, but His

I’m struggling. I hesitate to even use the word, as blessings surround me. A friend visited recently who calls Kenya his home, and discussions about the challenges of his neighbors shamed me. In this corner of the world, we bathe in resplendence. Who am I to speak of struggle? Yet I’m grappling spiritually.  For the…

Antimony in the Sandbox, Stars on the Ceiling

“I’m making antimony in the sandbox.” “What?”  “I’m making antimony. It’s is a nitrogen element.  A metalloid.”‘ Despite Pip’s infectious enthusiasm, the three-year old sharing the sandpit with him gathered his excavator and pail, and at his mother’s prompting, retreated to another corner of the playground. Later, Pip pointed to the light over our bathroom…

Homeschooling: First Year in Review

When I began this journey last summer, I stumbled forward with excitement, energy, and absolute terror. I had no homeschooling peer network upon which to lean, no role model, and no rationale for my approach aside from the needs of my kids and the leanings of my own heart.  Some thought I was crazy. As…

Reflections

Years of training in surgery equipped me with the skills and confidence to stop massive bleeding, take out gallbladders, and open the chest in under half a minute. These skills mean bupkiss when a toddler sets a Scrabble game on fire. Recently my husband was out of town, and the kids and I were quarantined…