What is it about a car wreck that keeps us from looking away? No matter how busy our morning or crammed our schedules, when we see those flashing blue lights and watch the EMTs stooping to help pull a driver from their mangled car, we slam our brakes to get a better look. Is the person okay? Is the car totaled? Who else was involved? The more sensational the event, the worse the rubbernecking. Psychologists say the common practice of rubbernecking is human instinct--a wild mix of empathy, shock and curiosity. It's the reason people gobble up horror stories on…

Fear wears many masks. I used to think it was a one-dimensional kind of thing. A nail-biting, knee-knocking kind of reaction to anything that made me nervous or afraid. But fear that doesn't warn us away from harm is not of God. It's darkness. A tool of our enemy. And a smart enemy doesn't announce his attack before he strikes. He sneaks in, making himself look harmless. Attractive...sometimes even like another person altogether. One of my favorite verses is Isaiah 41:10. "Fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God; I will strengthen you,…

"Slow of speech doesn't mean slow of mind." I stuttered as a child and I remember the frustration of a brain that was brimming with ideas and words, yet was burdened with  a tongue that refused to obey. I would be desperately trying to share something with my mom or dad and my lips would stall. My parents patient admonition to "Slow down, sis" would force me to take a deep breath but it didn't help the words flow any easier. The only thing that helped was to sing. It was a strange remedy...the same sounds and letters that tripped…

Most of us are ready to kiss 2020 goodbye. It's been a marker of disease and death, upheaval and shock. Yet simply turning over the pages of a calendar doesn't mean life magically rids itself of pain. No one but God knows what the next year holds which is why I've been so thoughtful about what word I'll choose to meditate on during this upcoming year. After much prayer, I feel God leading me toward the word HOPE. Years ago, Steve Westbrook ingrained in my heart the best definition of the word hope: "Joyful, confident expectation of good things yet…

Not long ago, I finished up a beautiful study on the book of Hosea by Jennifer Rothschild. She challenged her readers to do something I love: to make a to-be list instead of a to-do list. I’m prolific at creating master to-do lists. They give me a sense of control, a sense of accomplishment and keep my cluttered mind from letting crucial jobs slip through the cracks of my faulty memory. (Correction: these things give me illusion of control, accomplishment and clearer brain function.) Despite my love of meddlesome to-do lists, I think they are overrated. Our culture is so…

One of the blessings, and sometimes headaches, of being a historical author is the amount of research I have to wade through each week. On occasion, a gem appears that is so rare, so astoundingly beautiful, that it makes the hours of sleeplessness worth every moment. Each Christmas I find particular joy in digging anew into the accounts of Jesus' birth. I've studied Simeon, Anna, the outposts around Bethlehem, the innkeeper, Mary...the possibilities are endless. But this year, I was giddy to discover a letter held in the Constantinople archives. This missive was a report written by a priest named…