Future Hope

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We don’t think about the future. I mean, we do. We think about our plans for the future. But we don’t put our fullest trust in the future. It’s hard to feel a deep-seated and solid joy in something that seems so uncertain. It’s hard enough to trust the hope we place in present-day realities – a hope that so frequently seems to disappoint us. How can we place our hope in something that is essentially a mere idea? Continue reading

“Hausfrau” by Jill Essbaum


“Hausfrau” by Jill Essbaum

Anna is a passive woman. She blames everything wrong with her life on this one flaw. It’s a passivity that controls everything, from the decisions she makes (or fails to make), to her desperate longing to believe in predestination (she doesn’t have to choose!), to her detachment from Swiss culture, to the way she gives herself up effortlessly to every one of her desires. An American expat living in Switzerland, she is a mother of three and endures a joyless, passionless marriage. She is depressed and lonely and suffocated by her misery. So she self-medicates the only way she knows how: by self-destructing. By having sex with men who are not her husband. Continue reading

“Ex Libris” by Anne Fadiman

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“Ex Libris” by Anne Fadiman (1998)

This review is posted under “Memoir,” but Ex Libris: Confessions of a Common Reader isn’t memoir. Where memoir often attempts to bring healing or closure to part of an author’s past, Ex Libris provides general commentary on the life of a book addict. This is a collection of short essays about books, each one weaving a bit of Anne Fadiman’s story into it. Continue reading

I Am A Flower


6 All flesh is grass,
and all its beauty* is like the flower of the field.
7 The grass withers, the flower fades
when the breath of the Lord blows on it;
surely the people are grass.
8 The grass withers, the flower fades,
but the word of our God will stand forever. (Isaiah 40)

Every time I’ve heard this passage quoted, the emphasis has always been on the last sentence. The word of our God will stand forever. That’s an appropriate emphasis. The only thing that is lasting and of any value is the word of God; namely, Jesus. But I’ve recently been struck by the repetition in these verses. The grass withers, the flower fades. The grass withers, the flower fades.  Continue reading

"The Fruitful Life" by Jerry Bridges

I’m currently in one of those ruts where I don’t really have an appetite for the Bible. It’s a terrible rut to be in, and one that Christ’s grace has wrenched me out of too many times to count. Though there is no sufficient substitute for the power of the Word, I am immensely grateful for spiritual books in these times. They are a life ring of sorts, thrown around me, keeping me afloat and pulling me closer and closer towards my Savior. This book served me in such a way.

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For the Indifferent

One emotion overtook me on Friday, the Supreme Court’s gay-marriage landmark decision day: no emotion. Well, not entirely true. Confusion. I was mostly confused. I know what Christians are supposed to believe. I know what the Bible teaches. But my mind is racked with so many questions, and they aren’t new ones. But why…? But what about…? But is this fair…?
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