“I tell you, my friends, do not fear those who kill the body, and after that have nothing more that they can do.
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Tag Archives: God
rock your body right
I think I’ve never gotten over throwing tantrums. Continue reading
crying with the psalmist
“How long, O Lord, how long?”
I wonder how long it is that my mind will be in this space, that my refrain will be from the second part of the third verse of psalm 6, “low long, O Lord, how long?” It feels like every day is the last one I can stand. Sometimes, I ask my husband to drive me home or I sit and stare at the wall, paralyzed. Psalm 6 gives voice to my frustration. I roll my eyes and pound at my pillow, I complain and cry about this disease that leaves me dumb, disorganized, addled. But I’m asking the wrong question. Continue reading
the Name of God
I am a C
I am a CH
I am a CHRISTIAN
I have CHRIST
in my HEART
and I will
LIVE ETERNALLY. Continue reading
“the help”
What a strange word “helper” is; a friend of mine from an earlier generation raised in the south hears the description of the domestic help that had a hand in raising her (hence the title). Continue reading
my iphone & God
Surfing the internets yesterday afternoon, I found THIS LIST of cartoons as commentary on smartphones. I knew I was on to something when I refused one in college. Now, Continue reading
drugs as grace
Reading up for a sermon last week, I found the staggering statistic: 50% of people in the U.S. who suffer from depression do not seek treatment for their illness. I couldn’t help but wonder why, Continue reading
