Who Wants to Be the Mom on the iPhone? {A Less Digital Life…Day 18}
When I ask her what she wants to be, I expect her to say “ballerina.” My little girl pirouettes and dances her own version of en pointe in her signature kitty cat tutu whenever the inspiration hits. Or maybe she’ll say “doctor,” with all of the heart checks using a...
The Thirst for Community {A Less Digital Life…Day 17}
In little droplets we give and get. 140 characters or less do their best to articulate the everyday mercy, the wide-eyed wonder, the treasure in the earthen vessel @thismoment. Maybe an instagr.am is like a thousand words; or maybe it’s more like a cave drawing, a...
A Sabbath from Sound {A Less Digital Life…Day 16}
It was a song he’d never heard. Austin Chapman clicked up the volume. When the sound of angelic descants whirled into his ears from a recording of Mozart’s Lacrimosa, the young man wept. It wasn’t just the first time he’d heard this piece of music, it was the...
No Sugar Crash {A Less Digital Life…Day 15}
I’d been putting off the week’s trip to the grocery…didn’t want to take the kids, but too tired to go late night. One morning I went to the half-bare pantry and settled on what was left for breakfast…carb-heavy, sugared-up CoCo Wheats. It tastes like childhood, the...
Out the Nursery Window {A Less Digital Life…Day 14}
It was a sad sight–where there used to be a Barnes & Noble sign, there was now a grotesque orange font with a smiley-faced jack-o-lantern inviting us into the pop-up Halloween City. The sign advertising kids costumes lured us in. We fell for it. Maybe they’d...
First Things {A Less Digital Life…Day 13}
I’ve heard from friends who grew up in the Chinese countryside that after the Cultural Revolution, morning by morning, the villagers would take out their tasseled frame of Mao’s photo and speak to it, partly like they were talking to a friend face-to-face and partly...
Our Little Wigwam {A Less Digital Life…Day 12}
The other night when I was supposed to be baking a birthday cake, I found myself under a dead tree on one of the town’s alleys instead, picking up a twisted branch as thick as my wrists. It fanned out at all the right angles, looking like a set of antlers. Perfect...
Just for Us {A Less Digital Life…Day 11}
For our tenth wedding anniversary, we meant to go to Venice. You know, the place where water flows through the streets. But when the Lord answered our prayers for a third baby a little while later than we’d planned, we ended up celebrating in southern Indiana with a...
Media Manifesto {A Less Digital Life…Day 10}
The square on my calendar seemed familiar, as if I had some kind of big appointment slated for the day. September 26. But nothing showed under the date. I got right to cleaning my office that morning, cramming for company the next day. And in a stack, more like a...
I’m Darcy Wiley, co-writer of The Yes Effect: Accepting God’s Invitation to Transform the World Around You. I’m an explorer at heart… Read more