I’ve thought a lot lately of the times I “bent” to please others in my life. How I would walk into rooms and start to dumb myself down, stand down from my calling so not to appear prideful, and all...
There is a weight to working with hearts. A cost to caring. Yet, such beauty in the tending. I am, still, always learning. This is not how I thought my life in ministry would turn out. It was never in...
My rooms are full of women who’ve spent their lives in churches but were never seen. I was talking to a friend last night and we were discussing “all” we’ve made this thing we call “Christianity.” A staged movement that...