When We're the Comforter
It grieves me to say, but, as a Christian, I can be pretty assuming about someone else's hurt. I think they hurt because they were...
Why Love Myself?
Love songs have always been my favorite. Especially when it's a story. After awhile, you can kinda sing along to any new love song...
When God Isn't Enough
I've written, re-written, and thrown up my hands in angst over this post for 3 months. Some previous openings: "It was the fifth time...
Remaining in the Court of the Prison
As I was reading Phylicia Delta blog last night, I wondered if she had indeed penned the words or if I had. "I am focusing my energy on...
Monotony to Vivacity
Ya know when you're studying for something and all you can think about is, "I really wish someone would distract me from this right...
Forgiveness Needs a Pain to Conquer
I used to keep a journal in junior high of all the bad things that happened to me. Writing in this journal and rereading its stories made...
The Coping Mechanism That is God
I talked with an older Christian lady the other day and she asked me what I thought unbelievers thought of God. "That He's a coping...
The Sanctification Syllabus
Here at college, I'm involved with a wonderful Bible study. The girls are lovely, funny, and curious. The leaders are wise and...
Unexpected Deliverance
We do not serve a disappointing King. In my life, every tragedy wields the power to threaten how big I believe God to be. I'm inevitably...
Hold My Hand
When we hear the acronym P.D.A. (Public Display of Affection) we immediately think of one specific way to express affection to someone:...
