Not much is fair about chronic pain, least of all sucker-punches that hit without warning: a new development after my second surgery.
Not much is fair about chronic pain, least of all sucker-punches that hit without warning: a new development after my second surgery.
A one-stop compilation of the ten recent posts on Same-Sex Intimacy and the Old Testament
My first surgery in July of 2007, was billed as a Tarsal Tunnel Release based on a diagnosis of Tarsal Tunnel Syndrome,
All too familiar faces appeared, interviewing familiar experts who provided analysis of an all too familiar event: another school shooting.
By the time I went into surgery on July 19th (2007), I had completed my trips to San Antonio, Austin, Malibu, and St. Petersburg, Russia.
Zombies are all the rage these days. They are the dead who will not stay dead, the dead who feed on life, the dead who must be killed again—and again.
The weekend between classes I went to see the city accompanied by my guide. We walked to the Winter Palace with a slight detour through the Palace Square.
The Spring 2018 issue of The Priscilla Papers (a journal committed to biblical gender-equity) includes my essay: "Daughter Divine: Proverbs’ Woman of Wisdom."
You may now listen to each of the first five episodes of A Fire in My Bones: A Memoir of Life with CRPS as read by the author (me).
The first half of the New Year (2007) came with the most exciting and demanding speaking schedule I had ever accepted.
Lord, God of Sara, Rebekah, and Rachel;
and God of Hagar, Bilhah, and Zilpah.
Now that we’ve looked at all four texts with some detail, it seems appropriate to take a step or two back and reflect on the bigger picture that has developed in our study.
With my diagnosis from Dr. C— in hand, I picked up my useless left shoe, replaced by the big black walking boot.
I’ve learned that reading is more than objectively assessing the cards lying face-up on the table.
I’m convinced that God was the first to flinch, the first to feel pain, while it took some time before humans had a clue what they had done to themselves and their world.
Today, we conduct Wrestle Mania II as we reexamine these cards, continue wrestling with the evidence, and seek to understand a second possible conclusion.
As I lay motionless on the emergency room bed, unable to feel a thing from my toes to my shoulders, it suddenly occurred to me that we might have a problem.
What did these texts communicate in their cultural and literary contexts? Today we examine one response
By the time Dana got me to the Emergency Room, I was paralyzed from the neck down—I couldn’t move or feel a thing from my shoulders to my toes.
Why bother with cultural and literary contexts when we can read scripture and understand its “obvious” meaning? In concise terms, shortcuts can be dangerous.