Sometimes, church hurts. We don’t mean for it to hurt. We don’t want for it to hurt. But it does. When we gather on Sundays, we are imperfect people worshipping our perfect God. When we post on social media, we are imperfect people sometimes misrepresenting our perfect God. When we unintentionally shame others with the things we say and do,…
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She was already out the door when I noticed the bag still sitting on the kitchen island. I ran out to the garage to catch her before she left. I stretched my arm out and she reached for the bag. Maybe I let go too fast. Maybe her fingers didn’t have a tight enough grip around the handles. I’m not…
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Rest. We need it. Long for it. Avoid it. And feel guilt when we indulge in it. In a culture where productivity and climbing the ladder of success are both highly valued, we don’t often take the time we need to rest. To sit. To read a book or take a bath or watch a movie mid-afternoon. And if we…
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As I was scrolling through social media, I saw something that didn’t sit well with me. I ignored it. As I usually do. Because I learned a long time ago that responding to posts like this really won’t get you anywhere. But I kept coming back to it. I kept thinking about the words I read and the comments that followed this…
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Have you ever had your skin pierced by a thorn? I have. Plenty of times. We have beautiful rose bushes that bloom in the front of our house. They grow quickly, and need to be trimmed regularly. I am always cautious and aware of the thorns, but inevitably will be stuck. At least once. Usually more. I have had thorns…
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