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About Charlotte Getz

Charlotte Getz is a stay-at-home/work-from-home mom. She is the Editor-in-Chief at Rooted Ministry and an un-trained but making-it-work mother to Ford (4) and Margot (3). She and her sweet family currently reside in Long Beach, CA via Auburn, AL via Savannah, GA via Birmingham, AL. Charlotte is the co-author (along with Stephanie Phillips) of Unmapped: The (Mostly) True Story of How Two Women Found Their Way Home While Lost at Sea. You can follow her on Twitter and Instagram @charlottebgetz

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    When Deep Waters and Parking Lots Become Church

    In 2007, almost ten years after her death, it came into more public knowledge that Mother Teresa experienced a terrible sense of separation from God throughout the majority of her ministry. Less than three months before receiving the Nobel Peace Prize in 1979, she wrote in a letter to one of her spiritual confidants, “Jesus […]

    Party of Five and the God of Party Poopers

    When life gets tough, I like to watch other people’s lives get tougher. In Germany or Avenue Q, this is called shadenfreude; in America, this is called haphazardly engaging in political discourse on social media, or watching just about any popular TV drama. Forgoing the Covfefe hoo-ha, I recently committed instead to a teen soap […]

    The Cure for Snakes on a Plane

    Last week, aboard a 747 bound from LAX to JFK, I almost stood up and asked the flight attendant to turn the plane around à la Kristen Wiig in Bridesmaids, “There is a colonial woman on the wing, I saw her! THERE IS SOMETHING THEY’RE NOT TELLING US!” In general, I am the sort of […]

    Beneath the Pelagian Surface of Moana: A Conference Breakout Preview

    Allow me to channel SNL’s Bennett Brauer (Chris Farley): I don’t “read much” and I don’t “look the part” I’m not “seminary trained” or even “theologically inclined.” I don’t “know what ‘Pelagian’ means” and I “don’t look comfortable in front of an audience” I “sleep in my make-up” and “also with stuffed animals” I guess […]

    Sin + Grace + Sin + Grace = Holiness?

    Sarah Bessey, author of Jesus Feminist and Out of Sorts, recently published this article about her conviction to give up wine cold turkey. When I read it, I immediately experienced two conflicting emotions: Glad it’s her who gave up the hooch and not me. It is possible I should give this article a second read. Bessey […]

    The Eternal Solution of Vampirism or, “If I Were a Vampire”

    Last weekend I made what I should publically refer to as a “shame-purchase.” When nobody was looking, I bought the entire movie collection of The Twilight Saga. Don’t make it a thing, but modern teen vampire stories are my kryptonite, and they almost always follow the same plot structure: Awkward, fragile human (female) falls in […]

    Autoimmunity and the Heart Curved Inward

    I am sick. That’s pretty much all I can tell you about it with any real confidence. For two years, a harvest of strange and debilitating medical maladies have continued to hurl wrenches into the functioning of my poor and puzzled body (I’ve detailed some of that elegant saga here and here). In my time […]

    How to be a Cow in the “Lowly Cattle Shed”

    “The time came for the baby to be born, and she gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped him in clothes and placed him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn” (Luke 2:7). Ever since our August move to Southern California, the Getz family has been taking […]

    Violent Ends in the Season 1 Finale of Westworld

    Spoilers abound. In the opening episode of HBO’s Westworld, Dolores Abernathy (played by Evan Rachel Wood), in a state of robotic semi-unconsciousness, says this: “Some people choose to see the ugliness in this world, the disarray. I choose to see the beauty, to believe there is an order to our days, a purpose…the newcomers are […]

    To Step Off the Turntable

    One chilly fall day when I was in the fourth grade, I decided to run laps around the driveway. I had obsessed about it all the way home from the rear-facing bench-seat of Mrs. Miller’s Volvo station wagon. It was penance. I had eaten a really unhealthy lunch involving bacon cheeseburgers and deviled eggs. Even […]

    Welcome to My House, Where Every Day is Demo-Day

    On a recent Sunday as my family returned home from church, my three-year-old son began to sing part of a song he’d evidently learned in Sunday School that morning: “And the rains came down and the floods came up.” He sang it over and over. Only problem? He couldn’t remember any more of the lyrics […]

    Motherhood and the Maris Crane in Me

    I love being a mom. Motherhood, however, has also savagely birthed a hideous new version of my self into the world. For example: Parenting has become the most tedious competitive sport since Scotland invented golf in 1457, and yet I frequently run to win it. I’ve even come to view preschool drop-off as a performance […]

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