Feast or Famine

I generally eat too much when I am celebrating. I don’t think I am the only one. My very favorite moment from the sitcom Friends is when Joey steals Pheobe’s maternity pants and declares them his Thanksgiving pants. That is a way of celebrating I understand. I mean, over-eating at holiday meals is as American as apple pie.

So I like the feast. So what?

I love feasting. I love celebrating. I love planning for a month, grocery shopping for a week, cooking all day, and lingering over the dinner table for hours. I love it. I love loving the people I love by cooking them the things they love. I love the feast.

But lately I have been taking a hard look at my eating habits, and found something kind of ugly amidst the love-filled feasting that is happening at my house for birthdays and holidays, and the very rare date nights out when I actually get to eat dinner with my husband.

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The Kingdom of God Shows Up

When I was doing my field studies for teaching life became very mundane. I showed up and  sat in the back of the class while I watched the main teacher teach.  At least that is what I thought for  awhile. I talked to the kids sometimes but not as often as I would of liked.

One day when a student was finished with his work I went and sat next to him. This teen was normally very quiet . He  wasn’t shy. He has just been through so much. He looked at me and told me every bad thing he done in is past.  He told me how he has started going to church everyday Sunday ( this was a public school so he knew nothing about my faith.) I went up to the main teacher and asked him why the student poured out his life story to me.

The teacher told me sometimes he needed it.

After that day I went and sat near different students and they all told me their stories. Some had done drugs. Some had just gotten out of the foster system at seventeen. Some parents have passed. Some students have been in jail. But what mattered to them is that I cared, listened, and showed up. I encouraged them each time when they slipped up. I would encourage them by telling them each day was a new start.  And when they made good choices I would be by them cheering them on. Most days felt mundane.

But sometimes I think Christ works in the small moments. He works in times when it feels like a routine.

So if you think you aren’t doing anything useful I encourage you to think again. The Kingdom of God is there, in the listening, in the showing up.

MeggsMegan Hall has lived in Florida for her entire life and has learned to appreciate so many things about where she lives. She is a recent college graduate who studied to be a teacher for those with special needs. She hopes to be a missionary one day. You most likely can find her serving at an orphanage or spending time in nature. She blogs at Child of the Risen King and tweets right here.

An Abundant Table

If I have learned anything this month it is this:

Scarcity is a liar that plays on our deepest fears. It shows us a picture we are afraid is reality and if we act on that picture we will get more scarcity. It is a vicious cycle.

Scarcity shows us a table that is already full. Maybe there are four spaces, maybe six. Maybe we have a space at the table, maybe we just want one. Scarcity tells us the table is full, that we have to fight for a spot or fight to keep ours, that the spots will run out, or that we better pick a different table.

But Abundance, abundance has endless wings to add to the table. Abundance has an endless supply of chairs. Abundance says yes! you can come! Bring your friends! There is plenty. Abundance is such a beautiful thing.


This is my last post in the 31 days sereis. I have had a great time, but have every intention of celebrating Nap-vember again! Don’t be surprised if I am lighter around here than usual. Abundance is telling me I am enough. 

Scarcity and Sharing

I get jealous sometimes. I do. It isn’t a giant secret that I would love the opportunity to write a book, one that would get picked up and published. That hasn’t happened yet. Good things, envy worthy things have happened to me, and I am grateful for the opportunities, for getting to do a TEDx talk, for writing for the Huffington Post, for having people want to read the words I write and for emailing me to tell me my words matter.

But I still would love to write a book, and I live in a place where some of my friends get to do that, and sometimes that makes me jealous. I feel like I am maybe not supposed to say that on the internet but I know that I am not the only one. People get jealous sometimes. It is okay. Jealousy is a lot about what you want (so it is good to pay attention to it) and scarcity (that is the lying part that says if they got it, it somehow takes something away from me.

Celebration and sharing are the best weapons against the scarcity part of jealousy. If I am HAPPY for you. Genuinely happy for you because I think the work you are doing is really really important, then scarcity goes away and dies in the horrible pit of a cave it came from.

Here is the truth of abundance: No one else can do your work, and you can’t do anyone else’s work. You can’t write their book and they can’t write yours. So we should be celebrating each other’s successes. I am really excited to share with you some work that I think is awesome. I am grateful for these people doing their work faithfully and want to share it with you.

Sarah Bessey has a book coming out. Sarah has saved my faith more than any other person who I have never met. I am not the only one who says this. Women like me love Sarah because she faithfully does her work and it helps us. Here are ways to help her. Also, buy her first book Jesus Feminist.

Seth Haines has a book that just came out. It is different than any other book I have ever read about faith. It is sort of about alcoholism, but not really at all. It calls me back to freedom. Also, it is just really beautiful prose. Here it is.

Tara Owens and Erin Lane both wrote incredible books this year. Both could be nominated here.

Embracing the Body is about sex and bodies and spirituality. It is absolutely a game changer, like an immunization for all that bad theology we learned while reading I Kissed Dating Goodbye. Buy it here. 

Lessons in Belonging is about not beloning, and wanting to, and feeling like everyone else in church is just la-de-da no problems and you are a mess in the pews. This book brought me safely through our church transition and I could not be more grateful for it. Buy it here. 

Or ask you library to stock one or all of these. Or put one on your Christmas list.

AND THEN TELL ME! What awesome work are YOU up to? How can we abundant with each other?

The Kingdom of God is like a Surprise During Church

I am really excited to share this next parable with you, because I am really excited to share Gayl with you. Gayl is the real deal, living just a day-trip from my house, I think of her house as a retreat. I just feel so loved there. I also love this post. It is rare that something literally makes me laugh out loud. Enjoy. You can read the whole series here.

The Kingdom of God is like a Surprise During Church


One recent Sunday morning I played the piano for our Anglican church. The piano is electronic and has buttons that will change to practically any style of music. For our purposes it is usually set for grand piano, which is nice for the hymns and musical responses.

What I did that morning was quite unexpected to me and to the rest of the congregation. Our minister said afterward that it was about the second most memorable thing that has happened in the history of the church, the first being when they almost burned down the building during an Ash Wednesday service.

We had moved into the second part of the service which is the Eucharist. During this time of preparation for communion we have a lot of prayers, and with some we sing responses. Every time I think about what happened I can’t help but laugh, although at the time it didn’t seem quite appropriate. (I’ll just say right here that in telling this story I don’t mean to be sacrilegious at all, but share an analogy.)

After praying a corporate confession of sins and hearing assurances of forgiveness from scripture, our minister leads us into the next part by using these words from the 1928 Prayer Book:

It is very meet, right, and our bounden duty, that we should at all times, and in all places, give thanks unto thee, O Lord, Holy Father, Almighty, Everlasting God. THEREFORE with Angels and Archangels, and with all the company of heaven, we laud and magnify thy glorious Name; evermore praising thee, and saying,

At this point we USUALLY reverently and majestically sing the following, also from the Prayer Book:

HOLY, HOLY, HOLY, Lord God of hosts,

Heaven and earth are full of thy glory:

Glory be to thee, O Lord Most High. Amen.

What happened instead was quite a surprise.

While the minister had been saying the introductory part, my finger accidently hit a button, changing the setting of the piano. I quickly tried to get it back to grand piano, and at one point it looked like it was. Instead, it must have been just scrolling through the different options.

When I played the first chord, it burst out into a very loud polka with a drumbeat.

Needless to say, it really livened up the service, and woke up some people who were feeling sleepy. Our minister was having a hard time keeping himself from laughing out loud. I quickly turned the volume down, lifted up my hands and calmly said, “I don’t know what to do.” A couple of years ago, I probably would have panicked and gotten shaky, but I really did stay calm this time.

The other pianist came and turned it off, then back on showing me that in doing so it would reset. (I must have been shown that before but did not remember at the time.) Anyway we got it fixed and proceeded with the service as our minister composed himself and repeated the call to praise and magnify our great God.

The kingdom of God is like an unexpected polka.

In our church services we pray the same prayers and sing the same responses every week. If we are not careful in that routine, we might just go through the motions not even thinking about what we are saying. Sometimes we need a wake up call, like a blast of the unfamiliar.

There are also times in our everyday life that we just go through the motions. We don’t always think about God or other people or anything in particular. It’s as if we are asleep to anything outside of our own sphere. Sometimes God throws out something very unexpected to wake us up and put us back on the right path.

The unexpected polka reminds me that God’s love for me is not based on my actions.  

It was a big mistake but He doesn’t disapprove of me because I caused a stir in Church. He knows I make mistakes but loves me just the same.

Our minister also said something that made a lot of sense. I don’t remember the exact words, but something to the effect that when we all stand before God with the angels and all the host of heaven, we probably won’t be singing very quietly. 

We will be shouting and dancing in joy and praise much like that unexpected polka.

gaylGayl Wright makes her home in beautiful upstate South Carolina. She is a seeker of truth who looks for beauty in ordinary things. A self-taught poet, photographer and artist, she loves to capture what she finds using her talents to encourage others and glorify God.  You can find Gayl on twitter, Instagram and her blog.

It is okay to be a quitter

Yesterday I wrote about finishing well. Today I want to counter that with quitting.


I know that you don’t want to be a quitter. I don’t want to be a quitter either. Ever. For any reason. You were raised to not be a quitter probably. Probably you were told that quitting is always the easy way out. I think that is sometimes true. I am grateful for many times, especially in my growing up years that I didn’t quit, that I did push through, that I showed up even when I didn’t feel like it and I pushed through even when it was really hard. Those are great skills to have.

But sometimes… sometimes we just need to quit. We need to say, I thought this was for me and it isn’t. I thought this would serve me and you but it is actually serving neither of us. I thought this was a good idea, but I was wrong. Let’s do something else instead.

I think there are times when it is okay to quit. It is probably the right thing to do. Sometimes God asks us to, to leave room for something else. Sometimes something is just really really hurting us. It is okay to quit sometimes.

Scarcity says: I am never, ever allowed to quit. I have to keep going KEEP GOING! Forever into eternity. Scarcity tells me that if I quit I will let everyone down. The work I did up to the quitting point will not matter at all. I will lose all credibility. No one will love me (Scarcity loves to tell us our worth is based on what we do and we will be unlovable. Unlovable isn’t even real you guys. It is such a lie from the pit. Jesus says you are lovable. Period)

Abundance says: You are more than your failures. Sometimes things just don’t work and that is okay to admit. Abundance says there might just be an even better way this could work out that is only available if you gracefully bow out. Abundance says sometimes quitting is the hard, right thing to do. Sometimes considering quitting is the only way to get to abundance (even if we don’t actually do it. I thought about quitting 31 days. But I decided that was scarcity and not abundance. It is hard to hear the difference sometimes. This month has really helped me.)

On Finishing Well

I have been fighting scarcity for 31 days. You can start here if you want to. I would love that.


The 31 days challenge will be over in 4 days. If I am honest I am ready. It has been really good for me to write about scarcity for 31 days, but also it has been hard.

I am an ENFP on the Meyers-Briggs personality type. If I know anything about that type, I know this, we don’t finish things well. We get bored with the same old same old. Whether that means we get tired of the same thing for breakfast or lunch everyday, or the same clothes, or blogging for 31 days in a row. We, as my daughter likes to say about herself, “get distracted by shiny things.”

We do. We get distracted by shiny things, and in the age of the internet, where the news cycles constantly and anything could be trending on Twitter, but certainly not for longer than a couple of hours, it is hard to just show up to the keyboard for 31 days. It is also hard because of words like “passion” “calling” “doing what you love” I can sometimes believe that if it doesn’t feel good right now then I should just do something else.

Scarcity tells me that only the things worth feeling are the things worth doing. If this were the case no book would ever get written, or edited, or published. No lesson plans would ever get better, no surgeon would ever become a master at whichever kind of surgery they are an expert in. There would likely not be experts of any kind in any field and certainly no one would learn how to play an instrument. The doing doesn’t always feel good, and scarcity tells us that that is a reason enough to quit.

But abundance tells me to do it anyway. To show up. To finish. Abundance says that if you lean into the action the feeling will come if it is something you are supposed to be doing. Abundance says you don’t always have to feel like it. But you should do it anyway. The doing is worthwhile, that is what abundance says.