Guest blogger Sarah Joy “Shine” Curtis threw away her purity ring. Spoiler: she gets another one. Why? Read on: When I was sixteen, my dad and I went to Olive Garden and he gave me the ring. It was accompanied by a mini-speech about his heart for me and my future love life. That it all comes down to him wanting the best for me. That … Continue reading Why I Got Rid of My Purity Ring
What does saying goodbye to your cat have to do with the Gospel? Guest blogger Jenny Rose Curtis reflects: Have you ever had to say goodbye? The kind of goodbye that leaves you with an awful sort of emptiness you can’t shake? As silly as it sounds, one of the hardest goodbyes I’ve ever faced was when I took my cat to the no-kill shelter. … Continue reading What Saying Goodbye Taught Me About the Gospel
What does it mean to be Pentecostal? Guest blogger Nicole Ponder has the scoop: I recently took a spiritual giftings test and scored highest in the following three things: Gift of Hospitality Gift of Discernment Gift of Tongues “Yep, okay, those make sense” was my reaction as I read the results. This was not my first giftings test in my thirty-one years. In fact, it was … Continue reading What’s Up With That Pentecostal Girl?
He’s a world-renowned evangelist. Millions of people have become Christians because of him. That should sound inspiring to me. Instead, I sit in the thousand-seater church, picking at a peanut-butter-and-jelly sandwich, and mentally consider my dessert options for afterwards. Donuts To Go or an Oreo McFlurry? I know what’s coming: an altar call. I dislike altar calls. I find them confrontational and emotionally-manipulative. (Read more about … Continue reading Give Me Real Christianity
I remember sitting on the Tube, nervously replaying the events of that night in my head. Recently, I’ve been thinking a lot about sin. Not so much about what it is. I know how the Bible describes someone who sins: “Their throat is an open grave; they use their tongues to deceive.” “The venom of asps is under their lips.” “Their mouth is full of curses … Continue reading What Sin Does to Me
It is finally hitting me that I will be going away soon. I will be moving to the Norfolk Coast and living on my own. It’s only a few seasons away. This is no longer a vague concept, and it feels more real each day. My to-do list this weekend is full of prep for the future. I’m starting to update my CV. I’m applying … Continue reading Take The First Step Forward
Okay, so! Not long ago, I blogged about how I prayed for a woman who came into the coffeeshop where I volunteer. The woman shared with me how she was going through a difficult time so I prayed for her. Unfortunately, that was a rare moment. I can sometimes distance myself from sad people because I don’t want their sadness to rub off on me. … Continue reading Being Your Emotional Dumpster
Not that I necessarily want to start on a negative note, but I don’t want to be a ‘Christian’ writer. And yes, I am aware that I’m currently co-writing on a blog where both Rachel and I write (a lot) about Christianity, whining that gosh-darn-it I don’t want to be a Christian writer. Irony is my best friend at the moment. However, that doesn’t change … Continue reading I Don’t Want To Be A Christian Writer
This blog post has been a journey of sorts of constantly looking backwards, forwards, and sideways. I wrote about #MeToo a few months ago, making a stance that ultimately, our job is to support a victim of sexual harassment/assault and to encourage these victims to not be afraid to speak up. Until that blog post, I was silent when topics of sexual harassment or assault came … Continue reading Are We Free in Our Sexual Revolution?
“Twenty years and he wants a divorce.” I freeze. Soap bubbles still running on my hands. The lady leans across the coffee bar with sad, translucent eyes. Seconds ago, she was wincing about how we ran out of kombucha. Now she’s nodding her head, chin propped up by her hand, like, yes, so sad, but she’s telling me how her husband asked for a divorce. … Continue reading Jesus-sizing Coffee