“I think I thrive under a lack of accountability.” ~Michael Scott, The Office Welcome to Accountability 101. Truth is a very valuable commodity. I think it’s safe to say it’s the most valuable commodity. That and love. And time. And hummus. Okay, maybe not hummus but that’s why I need accountability. I need people to tell me when I’m off track. I need encouragers who speak the truth so I won’t end up in a proverbial bubble of thoughts and philosophies. “Yes” men, or women for you feminists out there, are great at stroking the old ego but they are…

Something that cracks me up about believer lingo is the way some of us inadvertently slip into Christianese—you know, that unique way of speaking that identifies us as “Christian” to the outside world. The problem with Christianese is that it’s only understood by people within the same subculture. Much like consulting the Urban Dictionary to understand what on earth your teenager is talking about, Christianese can be downright confusing to new believers or those outside the group. When a friend of mine moved down south to hang with us ‘sweet tea’ chicks, she was charmed by our local colloquiums and…

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…