Category: Women

A Tribute to Tamar

Yesterday I read the following tweet from Mark Driscoll:

driscoll tweet

And when I read it, I let out a huge sigh.

Because of all the people Driscoll could’ve chosen from the genealogy of Jesus to make his point, he just had to pick Tamar.

As a woman, I get tired of people—especially influential men—picking on Tamar.


BOOK CLUB: A Heart For Freedom


My heart holds a special place for the country of China and its peoples. So it was with great anticipation that I read through Chai Ling’s A Heart For Freedom in March for our book club.Maybe my expectations were set too high, but I felt a little disappointed in Chai’s book.

I certainly found her life fascinating…but I wish her editor had helped her shape her story into a more cohesive narrative.The first half of the book—up through the Tiananmen Square Incident—zips along quickly. And I continued to stay emotionally engaged through her period of hiding following June 4th. But once she escaped her beloved China, she kind of lost me.Ironically, I found her story of coming to faith in Christ and her subsequent calling to ministry a bit lacking.


BOOK CLUB: The Hiding Place

hiding place“We must tell people what we have learned here. We must tell them that there is no pit so deep that He is not deeper still. They will listen to us, Corrie, because we have been here.”

So implored Corrie ten Boom’s sister as she lay ill as a prisoner at Ravensbruck concentration camp, during World War II. I’m so glad Corrie listened to her sister, and told us their story. What an incredible story it is.

I don’t want to say much more about the particulars of the story, just in case there’s one other Christian in the world besides me who had not read The Hiding Place before. If by any chance you fall into that category, YOU MUST OBTAIN A COPY OF THE BOOK AND READ IT NOW!  (more…)

About Face


“A man’s face is his autobiography.” –Oscar Wilde

Have you ever given thought to how God uses your face to bring Himself glory?

I hadn’t.

Until this summer, when I heard Dan Allender speak at an “Art of Storytelling” seminar. In his talk, Allender said (among many other profound things), “It is the work of God to surprise, by voices and faces.”

Then he asked us to consider, “What is your face?”

He meant our literal, physical faces.

What? What is my face?  (more…)

Removing the Shame of a Name

Girls hold certificates stating their official new names at a renaming ceremony in Satara, India, Oct. 22, 2011. Almost 300 Indian girls known formerly as “Unwanted” have traded their birth names for a fresh start in life. Photo credit: Associated Press
Girls hold certificates stating their official new names
at a renaming ceremony in Satara, India, Oct. 22, 2011.
Almost 300 Indian girls known formerly as “Unwanted”
have traded their birth names for a fresh start in life.
Photo credit: Associated Press

Naming babies is a sacred affair in Indian Hindu culture. Ten days after a baby is born, the extended family conducts an elaborate naming ceremony known traditionally as Namakaran Sanskar. The name of the child is carefully chosen by a specific family member (which can vary regionally).

But what if the name your family gave you was, “Unwanted?”

Giving a daughter the Hindi name “Nakusa” or “Nakushi” (which means “unwanted”) is sadly not uncommon in India, particularly in Maharashtra state. Families often prefer boys, and are disappointed when a baby turns out to be a girl.

In a powerful, counter-cultural move, just this past weekend, 285 girls from Maharashtra state sought a fresh start in life by choosing a new name for themselves. Click here to read more.

BOOK CLUB: Their Eyes Were Watching God

eyes watching god“Love ain’t somethin’ lak uh grindstone dat’s de same thing everywhere and do de same thing tuh everything it touch. Love is lak de sea. It’s uh movin’ thing, but still and all, it takes its shape from de shore it meets, and it’s different with every shore.”

So ruminates Janie Crawford, the protagonist of Zora Neale Hurston’s Their Eyes Were Watching God. The novel follows Janie over the course of three decades of her life, as she “washes upon the shores” of her three very different husbands.

I really appreciated the novel for Hurston’s insights into the female mind, as well as her depictions of African American culture in 1920’s southern Florida. And I loved her eloquent, almost lyrical prose.  (more…)


It’s a bold move, for a Southern white woman to wrtie from a Southern black woman’s perspective, in a Southern black woman’s voice.

And that’s exactly what Kathryn Stockett attempted to do through her 2009 novel, The Help.

Actually, Stockett wrote from two Southern black women’s perspectives, as well as her own. (Although a work of fiction, The Help is semi-autobiographical.)

When I read Harper Lee’s To Kill a Mockingbird in January, I commented that I wish we could’ve seen the story from the viewpoint of one of the African American characters as well as Scout’s. I sort of got my wish answered with The Help.

But only sort of. Whenever I read Aibileen and Minny’s chapters, I was continually distracted, wondering, “How do black women feel about a white woman trying to represent two of their stories?”