Saints in Their Skivvies, a Cautionary Tale

Saints in Their Skivvies, a Cautionary Tale

Knock. Knock. Knock. Knees locked, pulse in my ears, I waited for the front door to open, my ten-year-old heart fairly bursting with passion and purpose.  I—we—were making a difference, a real difference. Click. The deadbolt.  Only seconds left to wait.  Breathless...
The Conversationalist

The Conversationalist

“I’m really good at talking with adults,” I announced, proud of a recent heart-to-heart I’d had with a history teacher over a borderline grade. “Talking with or talking to?” my dad quizzed, his half-smile skeptical, but patient. Great.  Apparently, this was going to...
My (NEW) New Year’s Prayer

My (NEW) New Year’s Prayer

I’m late to the game in doing this, I know, but this morning, I decided to make a list of the ways that God has blessed and proven his faithfulness to me and my family in 2015 so I could be as specific as possible when thanking Him for it.  As I did, a verse came to...

When One Won’t Do

I hate needles!  Not a little bit, but with everything that I am.  Think I’m exaggerating?  To me, the worst thing about childbirth—and my daughter was born sunny side up, for those of you who know anything about back labor—was the IV, and the very idea of voluntarily...
On “Keepin’ it Real”

On “Keepin’ it Real”

“Let your conversation be always full of grace…” Colossians 4:6 Ouch! Can I just tell you? My heart is still throbbing from the conviction this verse brought to my heart this morning, and a story comes to mind, one that a young college friend of mine shared a few...
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