What if the one to blame is actually me? Or us? What if what we think is the fault of others is actually the fault of ours? We and us are Christians. Me, and maybe you. I’ve spent a lot of my adult life retraining my brain to not first think of God as the…
The most pathetic bucket of adults are those that never really mentally move past high school or college. Who are either starstruck by themselves and their moment of glory on the field or in class or with a group of people, or who still long for acceptance and belonging because they never really achieved it…
I support strong women. I do not have to agree with everything a strong woman believes in to support her. I do not have to agree with everything a strong woman believes in to know she can do her job. I do not have to agree with everything a strong woman believes in to vote…
I pray for trees. I don’t know if this is a middle-aged crazy lady thing or a just a trust-God-in-all-things thing. Perhaps it’s a bit of both. But yesterday, I found myself praying for my trees. Hurricane Isaias seemed like it would be a non-event. Maybe I no longer worry about storms that don’t bring…
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