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I had a deep conversation with my soul friend Jonathan today–one of those ones where necessary things are said and it hurts deep but it hurt...

Conversations like this rarely happen in homes of fathers and daughters, but it happened frequently in mine during my teenage years. ...

I've been concerned about the "masculinity" of God. Why does God call "Himself" a "He"? Doesn't it ...

The more I resist the lessons that God is trying to teach me, the harder He lays them against me. It's the painful part of His fa...

listen here hello, Lord: it's me, your child. I have a few things on my mind. right now I'm faced with big decisions...

I'm hoping for some WIZGUMP: wisdom + gumption. Yes, and I want WIZGUMP because I need to prioritize my health. I need to eat regula...

The Sabbath is doing its appointed work in me today. As the sun sank past the corn fields I was restless and exhausted, sleepy but stress...

Confession time: I'm afraid to become a professional pastor. Not that I'm afraid of full-time ministry. Not that I'm afraid ...

A few weeks ago I re-read the Gospels. Obviously there is a lot of richness in those four books on Jesus' life, but what forcefully stru...

oh, please, no. One of my most deep-seated fears in life is having children. or, to be honest, even wanting children.

All my life I never felt enough, I was emotionally anemic. My little sister once told me: "I think your feelers are broken." An...

Perhaps it's because of my prayers asking for such a thing, or perhaps it's just because my God is a holy Pursuer, but lately the LO...

ENFJs weave and strengthen the collective fabric of social conventions and interactions. Inclusiveness is important and they are particularl...

4. Yes, We Knew This: It’s Worse for Women Most news junkies have probably heard the story of Debrahlee Lorenzana, the Queens woman who ...

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