It’s International Women’s Day, and I don’t own any red shirts. The closest I’m getting is a maroon button-down cowgirl shirt I wore to the George Strait retirement concert before he came out of retirement. I could stay home and strike, but my CEO already gets the message that women matter, that equal pay is important.ContinueContinue reading “5 Ways to Stand for Women in Small Town America”
Author Archives: Sarah M. Wells
Abide
I began reading The Bible Tells Me So by Peter Enns today, and in the midst of my own similar writing project on reading the Bible I feel as if I’ve found a kindred spirit. This comes early on in his narrative: “Sweating bullets to line up the Bible with our exhausting expectations, to make the BibleContinueContinue reading “Abide”
Facebook Stabbing
I picked up cross-stitch again after the new year, partly because I bought Lydia a small cross-stitch project for Christmas to teach her the fine art of counting stitches, and partly because of this picture: It reminded me of the days after my second miscarriage, when I lost faith in the promises I had believed,ContinueContinue reading “Facebook Stabbing”
17 Resolutions in ’17
My 2016 resolutions were “not to weigh less or earn more or score more acceptances from publishers, although I’ll gladly take those things too. I want to direct my energies into the Factory of Happiness. Here are the things I know bring joy for me, because they have always brought me joy, cup overflowing joy,ContinueContinue reading “17 Resolutions in ’17”
Anything Can Happen
A couple of nights ago, my middle son came back out after being put to bed. This draws out the deepest rage from the most irrational corner of my any-spare-adult-moment mindset. “What’s the problem, Elvis?” Elvis is our brooder. Like me, it takes him long moments to formulate what it is he desperately needs to say,ContinueContinue reading “Anything Can Happen”
Lake Effect
A poem for the grieving What could be draws near: now here, now whole, now mess, now melt, now gone. Cold wind blows over warmer water, churns up moisture, curls and crops each liquid drop to crystal, ready to fall when cloud scrapes cross some highest hill and spills. Christ spent an evening splitting atomsContinueContinue reading “Lake Effect”
Maybe you’re like me
A year or so ago a friend in a private Facebook group made up of mostly Midwestern, Christ-following protestant/evangelical/questioning white folks challenged the group’s membership to read books by or about people other than mostly Midwestern, Christ-following protestant/evangelical/questioning white folks. Just two years ago I realized how much I favored male authors over women afterContinueContinue reading “Maybe you’re like me”
Judgment in the Wake of the Election
I was so ready to write a scalding assessment of the church after election night, about how Jeremiah, the weeping prophet, was told by God to “Go up and down the streets of Jerusalem, look around and consider, search through her squares. If you can find but one person who deals honestly and seeks theContinueContinue reading “Judgment in the Wake of the Election”
Making Room
In the days preceding my attendance at the Indiana Faith and Writing Conference, I found myself needing to release a dozen or so expectations and obligations in order to make room. If you’ve been hanging around here long enough you know that I am a classic over-committer. What else can I say yes to? IContinueContinue reading “Making Room”
Thinking about watching Miracles from Heaven?
Lydia and I watched Miracles from Heaven the other night. If you haven’t seen this movie DON’T WATCH IT. Just don’t. Don’t do it. You just can’t even. We own it now on Amazon and I don’t know that it will ever be played again, unless one of us is feeling especially sad already andContinueContinue reading “Thinking about watching Miracles from Heaven?”
Sarah Marie Wells 