“Wake up, sleeper, rise from the dead, and Christ will shine on you.” Ephesians 5:14 Something changed in her, an innocence lost. As she looked out, the world seemed to be losing color, so she hung her head. The ground seemed to be shaking. She looked around. No one else seemed to notice. To her terror, she realized, she alone felt the tremors of … Read More Be Light
Chosen! “Not You” these two words would slash and dice my self-image over and over as a child as an adult as a wife as a mother as a friend. Come to think about it, there isn’t a situation that I can think of that these two words weren’t said to me. Once, I was invited to a birthday party so that a girl, … Read More Not Loved, Not my People
Getting off the school bus, she was sure to walk a few steps behind the group of pretty girls, not wanting them to notice her. “Sticks and stones may break my bones, but your words kill.” She knew her place. As she crossed over to the other side of the tracks, she wondered what it would be like to own a new dress with … Read More She’s not one of us
The school shooting demonstrates how broken this world is. Although, at times in human history, we have been able to restrain man’s evil heart by cultural means, however, sin remained. Women were less than men. Racism in all its evil pride lurks in our hearts and institutions. Sure, the Greatest Generation sounds great on paper for some. We didn’t have mass murders in schools, … Read More The evil in us
When Kai died, the trauma of loss and grief overwhelmed me in torrents of pain and sadness. At times the pain grew so intense, it left me gasping for breath. I was drowning in sorrow. How could a God who says He loves me, let me go through this? Isn’t He all powerful? Isn’t He good? There’s no darkness in Him, right? My pain … Read More Does God love me?
I’ve struggled with this post. Writing and re-writing, still not able to express what I‘m feeling. This life has taught me that everyone has a story. Most stories lead us to ask, “Why does God allow suffering?” I’ve been asking that for over a year now, and I want to share a thought. Well, not just the last year, if I’m honest, I have … Read More Still My Soul Refused to Die
Most of us in America are named because our parent’s like the sound of the name, it’s a family name, or it’s a popular name. What I love about many other cultures is that most people know what there name means. In the Bible God’s name is significant. We are even familiar with some of them. Abba means Daddy, Jehova Jira the Provider, El … Read More What is in a name?