Episode 0102: When you feel shame, you want to hide, pretend, cover up. Others may shun you or you may isolate yourself. The Samaritan Woman came to the well in the heat of the day, quite possibly because of just that. She went for water. And she met Jesus who told her she didn’t ever have to thirst again. Join Las Shabby Chicas Michele de Miranda, Angel Angell, & Adrianne Schwanke as they take a new look at this precious story of the...

I was a new kindergarten teacher on a field trip with my class. We had just stepped off the bus when one of my students got sick and came running to me covered in vomit. My reaction was swift. I shrieked and ran away from him, causing the rest of the class to do the same. Luckily, a parent sprung into action and came to the poor kid’s rescue as I gagged behind the bus.   So maybe I’m a bit of a germ-o-phobe. But I bet even...

When I was just out of college, I housesat for an actress in Los Angeles. One afternoon, her dog ransacked the bedroom and shredded up whatever he could get his teeth on: blankets, books, and to my horror, an audition script for a TV show. I was young, not yet a Christian, and too embarrassed by the incident to say anything about it. I replaced the blankets and books, but had no clue how to find a replacement script. I pieced together what I...

Sometimes the most loving thing to do looks like the least loving thing to do.

For the first two weeks of her new job, Kim Till, the Chief Advancement Officer for Dallas Seminary, would not sit at her desk. She’d work rigorously at the table next to her desk, while glancing over at her desk chair from time to time. She considered the full weight of raising millions of dollars annually—a heavy burden for any person to carry, not to mention the first woman to ever be entrusted with such a responsibility. After two weeks of...

I’ve never been a fan of Winnie-the-Pooh. Or Tigger. Or Piglet. Tigger was always too spastic. Piglet too nervous. And Pooh, just too pooh. But Eeyore? He was my kind of guy with his tacked-on tail and gloomy outlook, “Why bother? What’s the point? It doesn’t matter anyway.” As a kid, I had a little stuffed Eeyore. He was made of corduroy and filled with sawdust. (An appropriate stuffing for such a gloomy donkey, don’t you think?) He wasn’t...