I spent most of my late teens and early twenties trying to discern God’s will for my life. Does God want me to be a creative writing major or a religion major, or an English teacher, or should I do all three? Should I keep going to Ashland or should I transfer to another school?ContinueContinue reading “You’re Going the Wrong Way: God’s Plan and Purpose”
Category Archives: God
Advent Day Ten: God With Us
It’s true, I tell you, it’s true. Grant me this moment of ecstasy, this moment removed from the grief and the pain and the loss that seems to overshadow this season of hope. God is with us; I’ve witnessed it sprawled on the floor after our multiple miscarriages, in the NICU after Elvis was born,ContinueContinue reading “Advent Day Ten: God With Us”
Advent Day Five: But They Were Childless
“In the time of Herod king of Judea there was a priest named Zechariah, who belonged to the priestly division of Abijah; his wife Elizabeth was also a descendant of Aaron. Both of them were righteous in the sight of God, observing all the Lord’s commands and decrees blamelessly. But they were childless because ElizabethContinueContinue reading “Advent Day Five: But They Were Childless”
Damaged Goods
Let’s talk about sex. Ba-by. My Kindle essay, “The Valley of Achor,” is about obsession, infatuation, and love. It is about sex and faith and God and mercy and redemption. I have thought so much about these things ever since I prayed at 18 that whatever was causing my period to be two weeks late wouldContinueContinue reading “Damaged Goods”
Bad People Go to Hell and Other Parental Panic Moments
My lovely blue-eyed seven-year-old daughter giggled. “Bad people go to the devil when they die,” and my charming bow-tie and button-down-shirt wearing son giggled, too, “Yeah, but we’re going to heaven because of JESUS.” I stuttered and stammered, “Well, it’s true that Jesus saves us,” I said, “but I’m not sure about the devil. It’dContinueContinue reading “Bad People Go to Hell and Other Parental Panic Moments”
Right Where I Need To Be
A few weeks ago, after Brandon and I returned from celebrating our tenth anniversary, I looked ahead at our calendar for October. There were a lot of commitments that required a lot of babysitters, which translated to many nights and weekends away from the kids (and several hundred dollars in childcare and travel expenses). IContinueContinue reading “Right Where I Need To Be”
Most Memorable Moment: Ten Years Later
Last night, we went to Bull and Bones Brewhaus and Grill in Blackburg, Virginia (look at that nice alliteration… it’s even a poetic location) for karaoke and drinks. Brandon asked me what moment is most memorable for me from the last ten years together, not counting our wedding day and the births of our children,ContinueContinue reading “Most Memorable Moment: Ten Years Later”
Tragedy and Faith
Every tragedy is like a defibrillator to faith, something that shocks my system and leaves me needing to work out the circuits all over again, to try to reconnect and return to a healthy rhythm. It resurrects the same doubts and questions about good and evil, faith and fear, that humankind has battled for all of time. Tragedy isContinueContinue reading “Tragedy and Faith”
Metaphors and Me
This week I’ve been working on an essay about miscarriage and faith. As you can imagine it’s so uplifting and happy and plastered with joy that everyone is going to want to read it! … Or, no. The good news is that I made tremendous progress from this happened and then this happened and thenContinueContinue reading “Metaphors and Me”
Advent Day 14: Pajama Movie Night, Waiting out the Darkness
Tonight I made a big bowl of kettle corn and two mugs of hot chocolate with two big marshmallows each, started the first fire of the year in the fireplace, and piled onto the couch with my three beautiful, marvelous, remarkable children who know nothing of senseless rage unloaded onto the spirits of their peers, to watchContinueContinue reading “Advent Day 14: Pajama Movie Night, Waiting out the Darkness”
Sarah Marie Wells 