I don’t need to settle for a life half-lived. I’m not the lies I’ve always believed I’m not the patterns that I once learned I’m not the person that I’ve always been. I’m frightened; but I am not my fears. I am not in control; but that is good. I will not be bound by the chains that Christ has broken I will not despise what He calls precious I don’t believe in shame or self-hatred or self-improvements I believe in Jesus …Read More
Sometimes I look at other Christians and think, “you guys have got it together; but I’m a mess. Your problems are fix-able; mine are too much!” This is not the truth and it’s not the shape of gospel community. In real community, we carry one another and we share our mutual struggles. You’re not the fixer and I’m not a project. You’re not “fine” and I’m not “a mess.” We have different struggles and at different points we might need extra …Read More
Comparisons are an unavoidable part of life. They start from the moment you’re born. “Who does she take after?” “Ooh, she’s got her dad’s nose/mum’s temper.” And on it goes… “How old is she? Is she walking yet? At her age, our Jimmy could somersault.” You try to resist them. You brush them off. “Ah, she’ll do it in her own time.” But like dust, they settle. The doubts and the shoulds… “She should be crawling.” “She should be talking.” “We should be worried…” But what’s the …Read More
We voted, Glen and I. We talked about it and we prayed about it. We both did our research and we both sought advice from wise Christian friends. Both of us could justify our decisions and both felt that we knew the right thing to do. But I voted to remain and Glen voted to leave. And we are still together. I don’t think he’s pro-racist, he doesn’t think I’m anti-democratic. He’s not crowing in victory and I’m not …Read More
