About Abbie Smith
Abbie is a graduate of Emory University (Religion, '03) and Talbot Seminary (Spiritual Formation and Soul Care, '09). Her vocation involves learning to be a daughter of God, and as an overflow of that, she's a writer. Abbie's latest book is, "Celibate Sex: Musings on Being Loved, Single, Twisted and Holy," which will release in March with Navpress Publishers. She resides in a transitional neighborhood of Savannah, Georgia with her husband and best friend, Micah. To find out more about Abbie and her work, visit www.unsteadysaint.com.
Spacious Place
“Home in 20,” his text read. “k. love you. even tho i burnt our lasagna.” It’s been one of those weeks. Elliana wouldn’t go to sleep tonight. Typically she would …
The Absurdity of the Christmas Story
Each year seems to strike me with different absurdities wrapped-up in the Christmas story. Some years it was the fat man with the beard and red suit. Others, the anticipation …
Reflections on 9/11
Eleven years ago today, I was living in Paris when CNN interrupted my library computer screen to live-cast two planes hitting the Twin Towers. It was like a bad prank …
When Bible Reading Isn’t Worth It
It was a calm beach-side evening, accented by a sunset and falafels on our weekly date night, a tradition that’s been around since our dating days have been around. Date …
To be Pregnant
For weeks now, her barren figure has waited by the French doors in our kitchen. The coral orchid who once adorned the stem lost her petals last month. This morning, …
90/10
Capacities seem tapped-out in our household lately. Won’t bore you the list, but it’s been a hard bunch of weeks. The piece that leads me to this one relates to …
Not Just a Daughter
She’s a most admirable woman in history, and we’re never told her name. We know her family and whereabouts and how she conducted her days, but we don’t know what …
To the Single and Childless Among Us
He slipped his way into my morning coffee, and accidentally, he said, proceeded to spill onto pages of my morning reading. Walk. And now work. The non-mom-voice keeps taunting me. …


