
My ex-husband’s wife suddenly and unexpectedly died. Most of you who know or follow me know that I went through a general hell for the entirety of my marriage, spanning from 1994 to 2018, when two years of separation mercifully ended in divorce. If you are new, you can read…

(Part 4. New readers can click here to start at the beginning of the story.) During Caleb’s high school years, I kept busy with homeschooling,…

Originally posted September 2022 This seems an appropriate time to share the tale of this church cover-up because eighteen years ago my world was turned…

I imagine that there are as many ways for churches to cover up their corruption as there are churches. Though shame and intimidation are primary,…

Our family made an unspoken pact that day for my sake. For years we continued to pretend that the obvious wasn’t the obvious. And my…

Hi. I’m Stephanie, the author behind this blog. At one time, my highest goal was to serve the Lord. That Lord was the god I had been trained to believe was the god of the universe. The god that Christians say was presented in the form of Jesus of Nazareth. There was no greater goal in my denomination’s worldview than to be a missionary, and I felt that I was called from age fifteen. In obedience to that call, I was educated, trained, and became a missionary, pastor’s wife, and homeschool mom. Through the decades, I have come to some very different understandings of theology, humanity, and myself than those that idealistic and easily led teenage girl believed. Here, I write my thoughts about the impact my past beliefs had on me and my family and my observations of how those beliefs influence the world in which we all live.