Author: Whitney McKendree Moore

Ruined By Real?

It was not until God led me into 12-Step recovery that I ever heard what honesty sounds like. There, for the first time in my entire life, I met people who were “airing their dirty laundry.” In my family of origin, that was verboten! Ditto for the families of my friends and neighbors. Therefore, it Read More …

Time and Tarnish?

I am grateful to have bumped into an author writing about the very things that most interest me (death, for instance); who is lampooning the lengths to which people will whistle past The Impending Loom. His main character ruminates in ways like this: “As for the wider question of age, and mortality: no, he didn’t Read More …

Sorting?

Every week, I post a quote or excerpt that has struck me in my reading, and I collect them in a Goodreads group called “Snippets That Inspire.” Today’s comes from The Glass Castle by Jeanette Walls: Mom didn’t like cooking much — “Why spend the afternoon making a meal that will be gone in an hour,” Read More …

Dis-Ease?

To me, these words suggest that all the awareness and all the scary statistics will never defeat addiction. Addiction is dis-ease. Apparently, there are those who can’t stand being in their own skin (which happened recently to me when Shingles pain became excruciating and would not stop). From that experience, plus years of loving active Read More …

Nothing But Manna?

My old college chum and singing partner just posted this picture on Facebook, and it seems a perfect capture of what I got from reading Numbers 11 this morning: the story that shows God’s people craving more than His provision. Apparently, it’s our nature to complain (there’s even a name for it: “the murmuring tradition”). Read More …