A Mighty Weapon in the Battle Against Insecurity

Long ago, I erected an idol in my mind of the Christian Woman. 

The Christian Woman found the time to blow-dry her hair before church. She and her childhood sweetheart and their well behaved brood of children arrived each Sunday with their clothes right side in and their shoes on the right feet. She taught Sunday school and sipped tea at ladies’ functions. She found the time to cart casseroles to potlucks, kiddos to soccer practice, and donations to the food-bank in her mini-van.

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The Problem with Christians

I once heard a speaker claim that one of the biggest problems with Christians was a lack of imagination. I don’t remember anymore who said it, or the topic of the speech it was used in. But that part stuck. A lack of imagination? Maybe other Christians! But me? Me!?! I’ve got a vivid imagination.… Continue reading The Problem with Christians

Lord, Refine Me….on Medium-Low

My friend, author and fellow LITle Krishana Kraft messaged me this morning and asked if I had any prayer requests. Ya’ll will not be surprised to know that my answer was wordy. “…I think God is smelting out my people pleasing tendencies and some pride issues right now. Both very ingrained, deep issues that I… Continue reading Lord, Refine Me….on Medium-Low

Dear Woman of God

Dear woman of God, There is a weapon we Christian women have allowed the devil to wield against us far too effectively for far too long. Insecurity. Satan whispers that we are not enough. We are less than the others. And we have allowed him to use this insidious lie to quash our ministries, weaken our… Continue reading Dear Woman of God

Do You Live in a Friendly City?

Originally posted on Heather Bock:
by Heather Bock I was teaching my adult English as a Second Language class the language of comparison and contrast, and the teacher’s book suggested the students compare the town in which they were raised in their home country with the town in which they now reside. I liked the…

The Quiet Game

When I was a kid, my stepdad used to play this game with us. He called it “The Quiet Game”. Mostly, I’m sure, because “The Get These Kids to Finally Shut the Heck Up Game” takes too long to say. The game went like this. We’d be driving somewhere; he at the helm, my mom… Continue reading The Quiet Game

The Harvest is Coming

Lately I feel like I’m drowning. My life has been consumed with an avalanche. An avalanche of apricots. Yup, you read that right. Apricots. Not figurative apricots, mind you. Real live, sweet and juicy apricots are everywhere right now. A few hundred of them are spread across my dining room table, another hundred grace the… Continue reading The Harvest is Coming