William Shakespeare penned the story of my life long ago. It is called “A Comedy of Errors” and although I don’t have a twin, a shipwreck, or a neck ruffle, this play’s title perfectly describes my experience! My life is a series of challenges, or unfortunate events, or obstacles to climb over, or disconnected items…
I’m finished. And without sounding blasphemous, it is finished! My doctoral project was revised (ad nauseum), finally accepted, is now awaiting publication! I am now Dr. Kelly! I wish I could tell you that a huge weight was lifted off my shoulders. Or that I felt totally competent and ready to take on the world.…
I am a word addict. I spend an immense amount of time thinking about words. I choose a word or phrase each new year to tie my hopes to. I spend a large amount of time around New Year’s reflecting on the previous year and set hopes and goals for the future. Grit and grace…
I have been co-leading a Sunday School class this semester on hermeneutics, or the interpretation of scripture. It has been a delight to read theological material again, discuss ideas in the Bible, and basically getting my mind blown weekly by our analyzation. Last week we were diagramming Genesis 11:1-9, the Tower of Babel scene, which…
Playfulness. Life is hard. Tough things happen. Adulting isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. I always want playfulness to be a part of my world. No matter how old I get, I want to have a sense of silliness and awe. I long to laugh at myself for many ridiculous things that I do everyday.…
Life. It is a crazy, wild ride at times. I feel as though I am just starting adventures on multiple fronts and have had moments of panic lately feeling unready for the road ahead. But I’m sure I’m alone in this feeling. No one else feels unready, unsure, unorganized, or undone by life’s little adventures.…
It has snowed in Florida… once in my lifetime. I remember the wide-eyed glee looking out our window and seeing this strange precipitation that I’d only heard about before. It was 1989 and I had an ice fight with my dad in the front yard since none of the snow stuck. I’m pretty sure we thew more…
Asymptote. Logarithm. Derivative. I have not seriously interacted with such words in over a decade. And yet here I sit, in my brother’s undergraduate Calculus class, listening to a lecture filled with mathematical jargon. I watch as the professor — displaying an infinity necklace and a love of numbers — goes over the quiz, engages with questions,…
No, this is not an anticipated fifth Indiana Jones movie. It’s just what I thought about when I was in Rome. (I promise the analogy will make sense in the end!) I traveled to Salerno on a mission trip and we worked hard for a week helping a church plant get set up in their new…
Manna. Bread from Heaven. A gift… and an assignment? I spoke at a women’s retreat in February and we focused in large part on Exodus 16, the passage about manna. Here’s one of the lessons I learned. Exodus 16:16-21 16This is what the Lord has commanded: ‘Gather of it, each one of you, as much…
