I leaned against the windowsill and traced the cold, hard, stones with my fingertips. I stretched out as far as I could to breathe in the cool night air. Even the glowing torches below, couldn’t snuff out the light of a thousand diamonds in the sky. Though my heart ached, I couldn’t cry a single tear. When had I become like those stones: cold, hard, impenetrable?
Read MoreGulping back tears, I made my way toward the back, searching for an empty seat. As I walked that lonely aisle I made myself a silent promise, “I will never tell anyone again!”
Read More“It took so much courage for you to expose yourself like that!” commented a dear woman after I spoke at an event. Hmmmm… It never occurred to me that I was “exposing myself”.
Read MoreGod sees, even in the most private places. In the most degrading and dark circumstances, He sees the wickedness being committed against His children. And God deals with it in His way and in His time.
Read MoreThere was not much room in my early experience with Christianity for authenticity, struggle, or “Messy Christianity” as my friends and I liked to call it.
Read MoreThe door burst open and early morning light instantly flooded the room. Men shouted accusations. One walked over to her and yanked her from the bed of her lover. She managed to wrap a sheet clumsily around herself before she was hastily pushed out the door. The air was still cool and she shivered now both from fear and from cold.
Read MoreDo you ever feel as though you aren't worthy? That if God, or others really knew what you are like, there would be no room for you? That if the people in church knew your past sins, or current struggles, you'd be on the outside looking in? If so, read the following story and be amazed. It's about you. And it's about me. It's about how every single one of us is pursued by Jesus, right where we are...
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