Raisin Heart Make More Room
My heart was a raisin. Shriveled. Dry. I saw a small slice of humans as people. You know… with feelings like pain and hope. with …
My heart was a raisin. Shriveled. Dry. I saw a small slice of humans as people. You know… with feelings like pain and hope. with …
Before a human laid eyes on Jesus incarnated, one man spent a night with God. Jacob, who was about to become Israel, wrestled with God. …
Growing up in the church, I remember winking at my brothers exaggeratedly after inflicting some sort of pain–a pinch with a twist on the chubby …
I’ve had jobs in many fields, been a part of volunteer groups and teams, been in churches big and small, and in all this time …
Let’s talk about a feeling Christians tend to think they aren’t supposed to have, especially toward God. Anger. If we’re honest, we’ve felt anger at …