ARTICLES BY COLLEEN CHAO
I just spent an unforgettable week in Oxford, England, whisked away by the articulate pen of Carolyn Weber. It’s no easy task to hold my attention captive for 450 pages, but this book did just that. In her memoir, Surprised by Oxford, Weber invites the reader to journey
Summer is an odd duck. School lets out, Instagram becomes a film reel of beach days and vacas, and by July 31st Halloween paraphernalia is holding stores hostage. Between June and August I’m never quite sure if I’m winding down or revving up. These hot
My dirty, sweaty 5-year-old is sitting on the back porch happily humming and throwing fistfuls of birdseed on the lawn. We’ll have an aviary here by morning. And my heart swells with joy as I take in this moment. Little boys are magic-in-the-raw. They’re a composite
I’m not sure where the idea of a harps-and-clouds heaven came from, but it’s as far from the truth as we could get. The God of eternity, and his new heavens and new earth, are so fantastical that the apostle John in his book of
This past year has been one of the hardest of my life. My hubby will say the same. We watched the bottom drop out from underneath us, and at times fear and fatigue overwhelmed our faith. It’s been one thing after another, but it hasn’t
I’ll admit: the holiday season can put me on edge. But this year it’s not just the frenzy of festivity that looms large on the horizon. The countdown to this election is a wee bit stressful as well. Can I get a witness? So this past week
**This article in no way intends to address the complex matters of mental health nor minimize the importance of modern medicine and psychiatric help that is available to those who suffer. I always encourage those who struggle with depression to seek professional support.** Depression first
I bet you’re waiting for something right now. And I don’t mean the traffic light to change or the water pot to boil. I mean, you’re really waiting, aren’t you? God wants me to want Him more than any particular outcome or hope fulfilled. I
If we could sit on a sunny patio and chat leisurely over iced coffees tomorrow, I’d want to ask you, “What’s the best part and worst part of this season of your life?” What would you say, dear one? What’s making your life painfully difficult
I walked reverently between gravestones, mindful that the soil under my feet was rich with history. My eyes scanned epitaphs while my heart filled in untold stories…. Two small siblings, taken just months apart. A beloved mother. A faithful brother. The wealthy were marked by ornate
I just spent an unforgettable week in Oxford, England, whisked away by the articulate pen of
Summer is an odd duck. School lets out, Instagram becomes a film reel of beach
My dirty, sweaty 5-year-old is sitting on the back porch happily humming and throwing fistfuls of
I’m not sure where the idea of a harps-and-clouds heaven came from, but it’s as
I’ll admit: the holiday season can put me on edge. But this year it’s not just
**This article in no way intends to address the complex matters of mental health nor
I bet you’re waiting for something right now. And I don’t mean the traffic light
If we could sit on a sunny patio and chat leisurely over iced coffees tomorrow,
I walked reverently between gravestones, mindful that the soil under my feet was rich with
