Image Credit: Creative Commons I remember when I first realized I lived in the “Christian Bubble”—that insular, sterile place where everyone was just like me. I was already in my thirties, and a friend had recommended I read Donald Miller’s Blue Like Jazz; I did, and my first thought, after reading it, was (this is embarrassing), “Goodness gracious, one can be a Democrat and still love Jesus!” Please understand this was over ten years ago; a person can change a lot in a decad

Image Credit: www.123rf.com The other day I saw a man wearing a T-shirt that read,  “Atheists for Jesus.” I was intrigued and considered asking him to tell me more. Did it mean he was a former atheist who has come to realize salvation is not found in a religious code or institution, but through a personal relationship with a Jesus Who claimed to be God and proved it by rising from the dead? I thought I should look up the phrase before making assumptions. This is what the AFJ

(I wrote this post years ago, during an extended time of unemployment for my husband.) Image credit: www.canva.com Recently someone greeted me with congratulations on the published book and said, “That’s wonderful! Your whole life seems wonderful.” I assured her I am far from wonderful,  and wondered how many others are under the same delusion. I’ve had such a difficult time lately that I can’t find words to blog or post. The only Facebook status I could muster yesterday was: