Crossing the Divide

This post has been hard to put together, there is so many divisive actions and words shared everyday that the divide I'm trying to write about isn't easy to describe and the thought of even trying to cross the ever widening divide looks bleaker by the day. Everyone seems to have already dug their trenches and demanding that everyone pick a side. An attempt to picture our divide... I was trying to think of a good example of what it's like to try to engage with people and ideas in our divided culture and there just isn't anything like it. I tried to imagine that there are 2 sides entrenched on two different mountaintops with a valley in between. There...

One Nation Under Trump, Hopelessly Divided

Not my president! Make American Great Again! Trump supporters are all racists! Liberals are all snowflakes who need safe spaces! Check out this headline! It says Hillary has a body double and is actually DYING. Also, she should be arrested! Donald Trump isn't human! He's actually just a troll standing on the shoulders of another troll! That's why his hands are so small! Plus he can't read! Wait, is this a blog post or your facebook/twitter feed? Remember when social media was used to share pictures of food/kids/pets along with statuses that at worst induced shame since social media generally captured our best moments of parenting/cooking/vacations/gym attendance. I mean, at the very worst a...

The Whole Heart

I give you thanks, O Lord, with my whole heart... Psalm 138:1 (ESV) Thursday is Thanksgiving Day, and this year the usual traditions that my family observes are being slightly interrupted due to one reason or another. This interruption gave me just enough space to begin thinking about Thanksgiving in general. It's called "Thanksgiving," but I can't really name one significant way in which I actually "give thanks." What does it even mean to give thanks? Albert Einstein is often credited with saying some version of the quote that "if you can't explain [something] simply, you don't understand it well enough." This quote hit home today as I tried to teach my daughters how to be thankful. They were...

Hello...(hello...hello...hello...)

So apparently there was some election this week. Weird, right? Have you heard anything about it? Hardy har har... I frankly have nothing to say about the results of the election. I'm taking my own advice and bowing out on this one. However, there's something that the election has made acutely obvious and that is particularly insidious. Many of us live in an echo chamber. The idea of a social media echo chamber suggests that many people only interact with like-minded people over social media. The echo chamber constantly reinforces our own opinions. We read the same news stories or studies with the facts that back up our previously held beliefs. In the echo chamber, we never face any dissent;...

Am I Lost -or- Am I Free?

"Can I come out there?" This question lingers in the air of our hallway every morning around 8am. Our daughter, Eden, recently started sleeping in her "big girl bed" and one of the many perks of this new sleeping arrangement is her newfound freedom. For the first 3 years of her life she had always been confined in her crib but now, anytime she wishes, she can choose to get out of bed. That new freedom poses challenges for all children who now find themselves wrestling with their own self control and for parents whose patience will be tested as their child tests their boundaries. Eden, in her desire to follow her Mommy and Daddy, has taken to staying in...