Out of the overflow of the heart the mouth speaks.
Luke 6:45b
Hi, I’m Pearl. I care a lot about what Jesus thinks. I’m trying to make it the only thing I care about. I hope it shows up in my life and in my writing.
If you are also a disciple of Jesus, I hope I challenge and encourage you in your pursuit.
I admire people like Martin Luther (the really old one) and Thomas Sowell (I guess he’s old, too), though sometimes I still disagree with them. I stay up late at night reading Francis Shaeffer and autobiographies. Maybe that’s boring to you, but the human experience of God is fascinating to me. I am forever trying to explain, in words, to myself, why God uses broken pots, incomplete, sorry messes of people like me to reveal His greater glory.
It is a mystery. I’ve taken up my handy, dandy notebook to jot down clues. And every clue somehow looks like an arrow that points up. It never points sideways, which to me indicates we humans don’t have a lot to offer, no matter how impressive, smart, charismatic, dolled-up, or sophisticated we make ourselves out to be. God wants fact gathering truth tellers, not just creatives who can pass off some other version of truth to make ourselves look appealing. I hope you feel free to call me out if I slide off track.
I’ve written and am still recording a series of podcast-essays called In the Closet: Keeping Secrets with God in a Not So Secret World. If you are weary of social media culture, and if you struggle with finding a balance between living in this world and not living like the rest of the world–I think it will be a huge encouragement in your battle.
Along those lines, I truly believe kids need to keep one foot in this world and one foot in the Word, and so I am a big advocate for families who choose public school and shine their light in a dark world (Matthew 5:14-16). It’s maybe the hardest thing to do these days.
Once upon a time, I did a homeschooling experiment and wrote a funny book about it called Stay or Bail: A Homeschool Tale. Then I vowed never to homeschool again. Then coronavirus happened. Then I became a public school teacher. And now I live a weird de ja vu homeschooler life while trying to remove my foot from my mouth. Ha!
We lived on a farm, and you can read more about that and those adventures over at On Honey Creek.
Hey! I also draw terrible cartoons. It’s a coping mechanism. You can scroll through them on Instagram. The handle is @athomeedcartoons