A recent webinar by The Human Change Movement on AI, transhumanism, and human connection raised some thought-provoking questions about the digital future: How do we develop an AI that helps rather than hinders human interaction? What happens when technology offers us not just information or entertainment but affection, companionship, and intimacy? As a Christian, it … Continue reading What Does It Mean to Be Human in an Age of AI?
As my husband, he makes me feel safe. And as nice as that is… safety is more than a feeling. It takes precaution and measured action and preparation. Sometimes that means working out so he is strong enough to protect his kids. Sometimes that means having the boldness to request the music change. But it always means trusting God’s will for our life and for our family.
Culture isn’t simply something we experience. It’s something we were created to do. In his book, Culture Making, Andy Crouch explores the very first command God gives humanity: to “rule and subdue the earth” (Genesis 1:28). But how do we practically do that? How do we effectively change the world? The truth is that change … Continue reading How do we change the world? Andy Crouch’s book explores what it means to fulfill the cultural mandate
After 9 years of marriage, do I still like the one I vowed to love?
Yes, our God knew that you would one day be a mother. He created the days ordained for you while you were still in your mother’s womb and this child is in yours. This beautiful baby growing inside of you isn’t just the result of human choice or perfect family planning but a God-ordained soul created by God for such a time as this. And He created you for this. There will be nights when you doubt yourself. When you wonder if you're cut out for this. There will be times when don't think the tears will ever stop, when the rush of postpartum hormones may seem like too much to handle. So I’m here to tell you, expectant mothers, do not doubt your God ordained purpose. You were created to be a mom
"I am a woman trapped in a man's body." It’s a phrase you think you’d hear on a 2020 interview with Bruce, now Caitlyn, Jenner or perhaps on a TLC show chronicalizing the journey of teenage transgendered girl Jazz Jennings. But walk down any highschool hallway, and you’re likely to hear this sentiment being discussed. One hundred years ago, it would have been dismissed as illogical or delusional even. “Today it is a sentence that many in our society regard as not only meaningful but so significant that to deny it or question it in some way is to reveal oneself as stupid, immoral, or subject to yet another irrational phobia.” (Trueman, 19)
MODERN DAY INJUSTICE Pornography might seem like a harmless past time, safely tucked away in the privacy of your web browser. Many argue that it doesn’t hurt anyone. That porn can be ethically produced. But the porn industry and the sex trafficking industry are intrinsically connected. What happens on the screen isn’t always consensual, and … Continue reading Pornography and Sex Trafficking: Biblical Justice from the Book of Amos
We live in a culture of death. I really can’t believe how difficult it is to convince people that life is worth protecting. Raising these babies, literally bringing life into this world, is the greatest form of resistance I have.
When we realized we’d likely be spending our anniversary in the hospital, Joseph grabbed the only thing within reach… a notepad the nurses had given us. We’d been using it to jot down questions for the doctors and any notes we wanted to remember from morning rounds. It certainly wasn’t a fancy, embellished Hallmark card, but it might be my favorite anniversary letter to date. Because it was real, raw, scribbled with the pressure of a ballpoint pen and the weight of the moment.
Your dad and I had had barely left the hospital with you In tow before rushing back to the emergency room. There wasn’t time to meet your extended family or settle into your daily routine. There was no time to heal at home or acclimate to our new life as a family of four. Our days would soon be colored with the neon glow of beeping monitors and the fluorescent lights of the Pediatric ICU. Simply put, it was not the maternity leave I had hoped for or imagined I'd be spending with you...
