Articles by Sally Lloyd-Jones
What can I say?
When I was 2 — long, long ago, back in the time of caves, when dinosaurs ruled the earth and parents left children in cars — my sister (a fresh plumpy newborn) and I were left…Continue Reading
I used to think my self-doubt and insecurity about writing were signs of my profound humility. It felt noble and heroic to be this full of agonizing self-doubt. It felt lowly and meek to be so tortured about whether or…Continue Reading
When I go into churches and speak to children I ask them two questions:
First, how many people here sometimes think you have to be good for God to love you?
They tentatively raise their hands. I raise my hand…Continue Reading