[Note from Drew Miller: Meet my honorary brother, Andrew Russell. His perspective has brought me life, laughter, and loving correction. I am grateful to introduce him to you. He originally wrote this for his own blog, The Contrarian Collective.] Read More ›
I am an artist. I am a singer. I am a songwriter. I am a musician. I am a poet. I am an author. I am, however, also married to Joe Sutphin. The end. Read More ›
Little faces crowd around the table, counting together as drops fall into the Mason jar. “62, 63, 64…”
The water balloons over the rim. Sixty-five drops ago, Flo asked the kids if the jar was full. “Yes!” they answered. But drop after drop lands on the surface, and still the water doesn’t overflow. Read More ›
Randall Goodgame, he of the Slugs and Bugs, has lately taken to hanging out at the monkey bars to talk theology with the big kids. He also comes armed with the best ’80s TV theme song since The Facts of Life. Read More ›
Last week, the internet nearly caved in on itself when a happy toddler in white glasses and a yellow sweater danced her way into her father’s live interview on a BBC news program. If you have not seen the video I’m talking about, watch it here. Read More ›
Author’s Note: Last May (2016) I enlisted Jamin Still’s visual genius and together we launched a crowdfunding campaign to bring our picture book, The Wishes of the Fish King, to print as a Rabbit Room Press project. Read More ›
For the occasion of our final meal at Hutchmoot 2016, Doug McKelvey wrote this liturgy. He gave me permission to reprint it here in hopes that some of you might find use for it as you gather for the feast today. Read More ›
A year ago, I posted an article titled, “Let Kids Fight Evil So They Can Be Heroes.” It was among the simplest, shortest articles I’ve posted on the Rabbit Room. The basis of my post was the concept of allowing children to battle evil in their play time. Read More ›
I’ve got two children I like to call my own—for clarity, I’ve no other kids from whom I withhold that distinction, but I do enjoy calling my boys, Axel and Oslo, my own.
Also, I have a favorite. And before you bludgeon my phone with Brené Brown pull quotes Read More ›
I’m somewhat familiar with the feeling, but I’ve never made the decision.
There was a period in my mid-twenties when I felt completely undone. I’d hit rock bottom all on my Read More ›