Why Porn and Adultery Rock Our World
Porn and adultery have become the new cancer of our society. And church-going Christians are not being spared the devastation to marriages and families.
Pushing Past Hurts to Build Deep Relationships
You’ve probably heard this quote by Ellen Johnson Sirleaf: “If your dreams do not scare you, they are not big enough.” Many of us dream of having great relationships with a spouse, children, co-workers, neighbors, friends or extended family. Even self-professed...
Why We Lie
Lying to others is deplorable. It erodes trust, the glue in any relationship. You don’t have to look to the political arena to see it either. Look at your workplace, in your home, and even in your own heart. But lying to ourselves (and to God) is worse than lying to...
Overcoming the Need to “Medicate” Emotional Pain
It is human nature to flinch and flee from physical and emotional pain. And the torment from abandonment, rejection, verbal abuse, and shame can linger long after physical trauma has healed. But because those wounds are on the inside where no one can see them and...
How Pain and a Pack of Stars Can Transform Your Intimacy with God
Intimacy with a spouse, a sibling, or a friend is difficult to achieve. And that’s with someone we can see. How much more difficult is it to build an intimate relationship with God who we can’t see? Five years ago, shortly after my husband and I separated, I’d walk my...
Who Crossed the Line?
Let me introduce you to… The Farmer In “The Chasm Crosser”, the farmer is a simple, straight-forward man uncomfortable with taking sides in a controversy. But when he meets the Bridge Builder, he realizes that inaction is a choice as well. Will he...
What Are Ya Tryin’ to Prove?: How Rejection Affects our Self-Worth
“So why do you think you are the best person for the job?” asked the interviewer. I hate that question. If they ask it, it’s usually at the end of your interview. It means you have to (#1) have a sober estimation of yourself, and (#2), brag a little. I’m not very good...
Dishtowels and the Aware-mess of Being Imperfect
This morning I washed the last breakfast plate clean, set it into the dish drainer, and burst into tears. My life was kinda like that movie Crash when everything comes together just so as to cause this major collision. First, my husband and I—separated for almost four...
Two Corpses Walk into a Bar…
This week I was reminded why I decided to go into teaching. And no, it wasn’t some fulfilling teachable moment I had with a student or the epiphanic stare that tends to follow a windfall of understanding in a 13-year-old’s eyes. It was much more selfish than that. I...