Author: Sarah B Anderson

Wrangling Respect

A couple of weeks ago, as we were creeping towards the end of summer—and the end of the pool being open—we loaded up with the cooler, the pool bag, the inflatable raft, the circular tubes, the goggles, the towels, the books and the sunscreen, and made our way to the neighborhood pool where a new lifeguard was on duty. We unloaded our stuff, my boys patiently waiting at our circular table for the adult swim time to end. “Your boys are going to have to do a swim test, so I can make sure thy are okay to jump...

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The Nashville Statement and the State of the Church

A couple of months ago my husband and I got in a big fight. We both stated our positions and why we felt the way we did. We both had solid evidence to back up why we thought our opinion was correct. We used tangible examples and well thought out reasoning and still, we were at impasse. Round and round we went, the cyclical argument going nowhere. But even though it was clear we were never going to land on the same page, I couldn’t stand not having closure—meaning, I couldn’t stand not having him on my side, seeing...

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About Time and Kids, School and Seasons

I noticed the clock this morning as Rodney closed the garage door behind him, the silhouettes of two tow-headed little boys moving and wriggling and adjusting, visible through the windows of the car as it pulled out of the driveway. I waved, my coffee cup in hand. I yelled out what I had already told them a half dozen times already this morning: “Be brave, be wise, be kind!” But the windows were up, the car was on, their attention on buckling their seat belts. I’m not sure they heard me. I went inside and scanned the counter tops...

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On Getting Older

The lines that used to appear as a parentheses to my mouth only under close inspection, and only when actually smiling seem suddenly—though I know it’s not “sudden”, because getting older isn’t ever sudden—more pronounced. These days I wear sunglasses to shield my eyes from the sun, but mostly to hide the crow’s feet around them and prevent the onset of more wrinkles. Lately I’ve noticed every now and again what looks suspiciously like a gray hair, or, maybe, as I try to convince myself, just maybe, it’s a very light blond hair I suddenly started getting—even though my...

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On Taking Sides, Finding Our Base, And Making a New Way

There’s a common piece of political advice that says to, “never abandon your base”, essentially meaning, never turn your back on those who got you where you are. Find your people. And make yourself comfortable. Who they have decided you will be, you must continue to be. It’s more obvious than ever these days that the political and religious spheres and bases haven’t exactly made it easy for its leaders to evolve and grow. Because the people who got those leaders where they are, aren’t necessarily changing with them. And when they start to show cracks in their solidarity...

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Hi! I’m Sarah

Hi! I’m Sarah, wife to Rodney, mom to Asher and Pace, and writer—although I’m still trying to figure out how to do all three of those things. Sometimes I like books more than people, and all of the time I like French fries more than salad. I live in Georgia but I dream of the mountains.
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