The Journal of a Journey
Unless someone changes their ways, their apology is worse than worthless. Words are easy. They require the exercising of a few brain waves, followed by the coordination of tongue and throat and diaphragm to blow air through the larynx and Read More …
The most infuriating thing is when people don’t even have enough compassion to stop and listen to the cries of the wounded and broken and bleeding who are still dealing with the effects of purity culture. Read More …
If the church is to root predators out of their midst and protect the people, we must start with the understanding that there are vile people who intentionally abuse and hurt others. There are people who do not merely fall into sin by mistake. Instead, they carefully plan their moves and make calculated decisions to entrap and abuse those around them. They also manipulate and deceive non-victims to believe that they are godly people who would never commit such horrible acts. Read More …
“If the Scriptures said to go to the northwest, we would travel towards the northwest. If the Scriptures said to travel toward the south, we would travel south. Yet, somehow, we ended up in the regions of Hell.” Read More …
Some of us were thrown directly into the flames. Others of us were slowly seared by the heat, like a hot dog on a stick. Still others of us managed to stay away from the flames most of the time, and were burned less than others. At least that’s what we think. Read More …
Racial discrimination tends to fly under the radar. White people tend not to see it, and they certainly don’t experience it.
But if I’m hearing my black brothers and sisters correctly, their experiences are much like a bag of pebbles. Read More …
Early this morning, I awoke and sensed that the Lord was giving me something to write down. I wrote it as I heard it from Him. Read More …
No one would tell a bleeding, dying person to get up and act normal. No one would expect to get hip replacement surgery on Monday and be back to work on Tuesday. But somehow, we often fail to apply the same logic to psychological and spiritual wounds. Read More …
I can’t erase my scars. I can’t change my past, or the influences that shaped me into the man I am today. But that’s okay. Read More …
In reality, this isn’t about John Crist. This is about an untold number of other women who were harassed, exploited, and manipulated by John Crist—women whose names and faces we don’t know, but who are very much human and who never deserved this. Read More …