I saw a blog post the other day on Facebook. It was written by a new friend with a kindred heart. The picture accompanying it is familiar. It’s shown up in my stream and in posts and news articles all week. My eyes want to move away from it. I carry these things clumsily, my heart breaks so easily and some days all I have on my lips are the Psalms to ask why God? Sometimes I can't bring words out from the pain I see, only whispered prayers, "Jesus, we need you." Faith is my assurance that He …
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When You Are Not Fine
“I don’t want to live like a vagrant anymore,” I pray. “I don’t want to be known for my lack, my weakness, my constant recurring despair.” I inhabit a limited soul longing for the wide expanse of eternity. Sometimes I wonder aloud, “How long, Lord? How long must I wait?” I first stood in line in the Walmart pharmacy to pick up my tiny orange bottle of pills that were prescribed like a life-line, a desperate measure I didn’t want to believe I needed even after the tears crashed down as I sat …
Outside In (a Guest Post by Cindy Brandt)
I just got back from Faith and Culture Writers Conference where I shared about Truth Telling and how to steward our stories. There are certain voices/stories/people that just resonate with me about ALL THE THINGS, even when we disagree, and so many of those people were present. The ones who challenge me, and convict me, and inspire me. We need all sorts, don't we? We had rich conversations about things that matter. Kingdom things. I'll be sharing more about what God did there in the coming …
