I sometimes don’t agree with prayers people pray. Especially Bible prayers. They’re too . . . extreme. Whom have I in heaven but you? And there is nothing on earth that I desire besides you. “Ha. Are you kidding? There is plenty on earth that I desire besides you! Just check my affections. My thoughts. … More There is Plenty on Earth That I Desire Besides You
Four years ago today, I ventured into the overwhelming, competitive, relentless world of blogging. I had no idea what I was doing. But I was content to ramble about the Bible and determined to post twice a week. Here I am, four years and over 300 posts later, and not much has changed: I still … More The Journey Continues
I saw it in the softening of a terrified, timid, hardened soul. Once unapproachable and decidedly unwilling to accept truth, help, wisdom, or love. Then one day, her feeble, unforeseen smile couldn’t be missed. Her questions seemed to shout, her brief, incomplete text messages voiced a million words, and her tight hug shook my being. … More Unreal, Unbelievable, Impossible Change
If I’m really honest, I’m afraid of tomorrow. And really, all my fears show up in that one perpetual, relentless fear. I. Am. Afraid. Of. The. Future. I’m afraid of what lies ahead. And I’m afraid of what may lie ahead. I am afraid of the unknown. I’m afraid the years will go by too quickly. … More I Am Afraid of the Future
Almost weekly, I engage in conversation on matters of Christian opinion. My own opinions are rarely popular, and much to my consternation on most occasions, inquiring minds want to know. So we chat. Yet the conversation that continues to puzzle me is the pervading belief that a Christian has the right to his/her liberty. The … More When Our Freedoms Bind Us
Today, I celebrate my other birthday, and I remember . . . Our family of eight never made a big thing out of holidays. No costly festivities or extravagant decor, and birthdays didn’t have cake. Instead, we partied in our own simple way and celebrated what was most important. We pulled out the dusty birthday … More My Other Birthday
I have lots of conversations with non-Christians. Non-Christians who claim to be Christian. The conversation goes something like this . . . “Would you consider yourself to be a Christian?” “Yes.” “Do you mind explaining what you mean by that? In your opinion, what does it mean to be a Christian?” “I don’t know. I’ve … More But Do You Love It?