Blessed is the one who walks not in the counsel of the wicked, nor stands in the way of sinners, nor sits in the seat of scoffers, but whose delight is in the law of the Lord, who meditates on God’s law day and night. Such a one is like a tree planted by streams of...
“I wanted to let you know,” Cathee tells me, “that I’ve officially given up on First John.” It’s a sunny Saturday morning, and we’re having breakfast together at a small cafe. “Yeah?” I say. “I’ve...
“Mo! Mo!” Luke makes the sign for more even as he shouts that he wants more Cheerios. I slump in my chair. Really? I just sat down for the tenth time, and I have yet to get a bite of my lunch because I have to keep hopping up to get salt or water or milk or refills or...
This post is adapted from my afternoon talk at the Bethany Presbyterian Church Women’s Retreat in April. A year and a half ago, at Thanksgiving, Susan showed me a little book she’d made with all the verses of Ephesians printed in it, six or eight verses to a...
Used to be, when Jack was a baby, and Jane too, that I lived with near-constant anxiety. I woke up in the morning with a weight of anxiety on my chest, I carried it around with me all day, and I went to bed with it at night. Sometimes it was physically difficult to...
K.C. IRETON
K.C. Ireton is a writer and teacher. The author of The Circle of Seasons: Meeting God in the Church Year and Cracking Up: A Postpartum Faith Crisis, she lives near Seattle with her husband and four school-aged children. She is a lover of books, gardens, and tea. Also, Oxford commas.