I grew up caring about a lot. Maybe too much. Always the martyr, always the bleeding heart, always the rescuer. When my baby brother was in the doctor’s office as a newborn getting his first shots I valiantly kicked the nurse in the shin as retribution for making him cry. When I was seven, I… Continue reading Bleeding Hearts
Month: March 2017
Blessed are those who are persecuted…
Dear Church, It’s hard right now, isn’t it? Being the church and being called Christian right now is messy. We are caught in a web that looks and feels like the thousands of years of our history spun into something that wants so much to be good but is just missing the mark. I get… Continue reading Blessed are those who are persecuted…
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