On The Fence

  I’m at the point in my life where I desire to build lasting relationships with worthy people. Yet, I am on the fence that was made by my shame. I’ve been rejected so many times that the fence is not only cemented in the ground of my heart, it also has barbed wire. Escaping…

The Day I Stopped Trying

This year I resolve to stop trying to do better. I resolve to stop relying on my human effort as if I can somehow master things that for the better parts of my existence have mastered me. Am I giving up? Well, I wouldn’t say I’m giving up; I’m giving God______. I am surrendering all…

Why God?

A friend and I were discussing trusting the Lord when you don’t know why. In fact, she stated that I shouldn’t try to understand why but rather continue to believe if not increase in believing. Some situations in life provoke a knee-jerk reaction of “why God?” Why this divorce, why this trauma, why this financial…

Just Die Already

What do you do when you’ve suffered long? Your faith has taken major blows because it knew how to withstand the storm but not a deluge lasting for an indefinite period. You’ve been suffering so long that it has become your baseline. Discomfort is your status quo. You’ve become accustomed to pain and disappointment. Could…

Cinderella’s Shame

That twelve-year-old dined in the latrine. They bullied her out of the cafeteria, past the principal’s office, all the way to the grimy lavatory. How could a pudgy, intellect overcome such torment? What made her so unworthy? This wasn’t David against Goliath, this was David against Goliath and his three brothers who were just as…

I Deserved To Die

Where was the man? When everybody stood there with stones in their hands Ready to brutally murder me for my life is quicksand My accusers accuse me. Sinners in the judgment seat As if they haven’t slaughtered enough of these sheep They’ll stone me for my sin yet the law they can’t keep Admittingly I’m…

Shifted

Down, low My head would hang So far beneath Christ’s intent Even lower I’d clang Wondering where all my time was spent Bottled in confusion Nestled in care It was all an allusion How I despised the despair But now I’m aware That even when I was down and low There was no place where…

The Other Side Praise

“Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.” Psalms 23:4 Imagine on your spiritual journey approaching a tunnel that appears to be the most dreadful experience known to man. What’s the first thing…