- formerly Gabbing with Grace
I am super quick to dog myself out. It’s not brilliant humility -so I’ve learned- but actually an unhealthy form of narcissism in which one focuses intensely on their downfalls. Seriously? Yesssssss, Chile. You can’t win for losin’. Years ago, I remember the look on my mentor’s face when I told him I created lists […]
I have nightmares. I can gauge the rawness of the dream by how long it takes to feel like my normal self again. A garish nightmare will take days, maybe even a week to work through. A bad nightmare may take half a day at least. A bad dream, maybe 2-4 hours. Something someone else […]
~ No one told me and how could they have known. I didn’t even know to ask. When the man on the stage began speaking about a changed life, a transformed life, and a forgiving God, how could I have known? I couldn’t of. So, I did what any longing, seeking teenager would do. I […]
~ “I just want to hear God. To know how he’s speaking to me” she said tearfully, looking at the ground her shoulders slumped in defeat and frustration. From the Bible belt area of the North otherwise known as West Michigan Amy had come to the recommit her life to Jesus at the Urbana Missions […]
Let’s face it, y’all. It’s easier for us to believe that God is a pissed-off, hot-tempered, sandwich-board-wearing fire-bringer than a kind, compassionate, slow-to-anger, grace-bringer. This morning I was trolling through an old journal and I found an interesting entry I wrote this past February. At the time, I was attending a Spiritual Formation retreat with […]
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