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Wrestling with God: Stories of Doubt and Faith

"Any seeker of any faith will be blessed to read the words of this fine author and observer."

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I’m Thankful for Friends, Family, Pumpkin Pie and — It’s a Girl!

I'm thankful as Christina Newhall takes stuffing from 2013 Thanksgiving turkey. Dad Jon helps. Photo by Barbara Newhall

Three of the things I’m thankful for: Two cooks and lots of stuffing. Photo by Barbara Newhall

By Barbara Falconer Newhall

Here’s what I’m thankful for this Thanksgiving season.

One. Decades and decades of friends and family. I’ve had so many people to love over the years. Some of those people will be at our house on Thanksgiving.

Two. Coming soon in February — yet another person to love. Our [Read more…]


She’s Shaved Her Head Bald — Is Our Daughter Headed for the Dark Side?

A pretty girl, Christina Newhall, has shaved off all her hair and is still pretty. Photo by Tim Beedle

Christina, smiling at us from cyberspace. Tim Beedle photo

By Barbara Falconer Newhall

“Hey, Barbara. Come look. Christina’s bald.”


“Yes, bald. Her picture’s on Facebook.”

I dashed upstairs. I usually do a slow trudge up the stairs when Jon invites me to look at something he’s found on the Internet. Dutifully, I coo at the baby elephant or hiss at the mouthy politico, then I trot back downstairs to my writing room or the kitchen.

Not this time. This was an emergency. I sped up the stairs. Our 32-year-old [Read more…]


The Home Office Blues

A 1986 home office with computer, crib, toddler and cat. Photo by Barbara Newhall

Our 1986 home office complete with kids, crib, rocking chair, changing table, cat — and computers. Photo by Barbara Newhall

This old Oakland Tribune column is riddled with late-20th-century artifacts: videocassettes, an Apple desktop, an 8086 microprocessor, He-Man toys, a long-forgotten computer game called Choplifter, and a lone 60-watt light bulb.

By Barbara Falconer Newhall, The Oakland Tribune, June 8, 1987

Christina, 3, has the best room in the house, the one with the view of Mount Tamalpais.

At least, it used to be Christina’s room. Now, she has just the dim, windowless half of it. The part with the view belongs to our home office. [Read more…]


My First Royalty Check Has Arrived — How Cool Is That?

Barbara Falconer Newhall, author of "Wrestling with God: Stories of Doubt and Faith," with her first royalty check in her home office. Photo by Barbara Newhall

Selfie by Barbara Newhall

By Barbara Falconer Newhall

Hey! Hey! My very first royalty check has arrived. It’s definitely not big bucks (you guys are going to have to go online or to your local bookstore and order up more copies if [Read more…]


Isaiah and the Of-Courseness of God

Isaiah. Lake michigan sunset. The of-courseness of God. Barbara Falconer Newhall travels up and down Michigan's lower peninsula, visiting friends and family and putting on book events for "Wrestling with God."

Isaiah: He stretcheth out the heavens as a curtain. And (yet another Lake Michigan) photo by Barbara Newhall

By Barbara Falconer Newhall

For most of my adult life I haven’t been so sure about God. That such a thing could exist seems far-fetched, too good to be true.

But now that I’m firmly located in the second half of my life – okay, okay, the third third of my life (And no, I’m not calling it the last third of my life; I’m not ready to go there – yet) . . . now that I’ve moved along in my life, past the time when I have to make my mark on the world, produce those babies, get them raised to adulthood, achieve some success and glory as a writer, stash away some money for retirement . . . now that the gotta-do part of my life is behind me – I seems to me (on a good day) that God’s existence is right there for all to see, plain as day.

You can’t miss it. Something is going on out there. Of course it is. It’s common sense. How else could things be?

The eighth-century BCE Hebrew prophet Isaiah appears to share my sense of the of-courseness of God. This exuberant Bible passage is attributed to him:

Have ye not known? Have ye not heard?

Hath it not been told you from the beginning?

Have ye not understood from the foundations of the earth?

It is he that sitteth upon the circle of the earth,

And the inhabitants thereof are as grasshoppers;

That stretcheth out the heavens as a curtain,

And spreadeth them out as a tent to dwell in . . . .

– Isaiah 40:21-22, King James Version

If you enjoyed this post (and even if it was too Bible-y for you) you’ll probably like my book, “Wrestling with God: Stories of Doubt and Faith.” Also “For Lent, Trying Giving Up That Old, Outworn Story About Yourself.”  And “What Happens When You Drop Your Cell Phone Into the Sacred Buddhist Sand Painting?”