The Journal of a Journey
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 …
I experienced the anguish and helplessness of watching a man be murdered with no way to help. If a thug attacked a man and held him down, I would call the police.
But when the thug is a policeman, who do you call? Read More …
They sleep in my car. Eleven months apart. One and two years old. Their breathing scares me. I wonder: will I get them to their placement alive? I have asked their worker if I could take them to the hospital but she says no. They are sick with the flu, RSV, and pneumonia. I tell them about Jesus even though I don’t know if they understand. I play calming hymns during the long ride to placement… Read More …
Unconditional love. It sounds so good. And yet many people reject the idea that God loves us unconditionally. To be honest, I don’t blame them, because I have seen many people misuse this concept. We need to understand that God’s unconditional love is not His unconditional approval. Read More …
Jesus tells us that we should love our enemies—those who hate and mistreat us—so that we can be like our Father in Heaven. In other words, God doesn’t expect any more of us than He expects of Himself.
According to Jesus, if God’s love was conditional, He would be no better than the tax collectors who loved those who loved them. There would be nothing special about Him. Read More …
It’s such a wonderful day! We get to celebrate Jesus’ triumph over death and the grave! One awesome thing that God has done for me in recent years is taking away my fear of death. I used to be afraid Read More …
I’ve got to be honest: most days, I don’t feel like reading the Bible.
And in case you think this is some article where I give you my top five reasons why I read it anyway, it’s not. Read More …
So, now we’re alive again. We’re living, not on our own life, but the life of Jesus Himself.
So what happens if we try to die again?
In other words, whose life, then, are we trying to die to? Read More …
I didn’t really believe that God wanted me in His kingdom. I certainly didn’t think I delighted His heart or brought joy to Him unless I did some good work for Him. I didn’t believe that He had chosen me. I didn’t really grasp that I was His son.
And I didn’t believe that He is the basis of my righteousness. Read More …
A woman with a “meek and quiet” spirit can be the adventurous type, or the type that’s not afraid to speak in front of a thousand people. Actually, a meek and quiet spirit would help her to do so without freaking out.
I know, that might sound like a 180 degree shift from your picture of a “meek and quiet spirit”. It’s time to reprogram. Read More …