W hat happens if we sin and we just can't fix it? Will God still allow us in His presence? Does our identity in Christ change with our actions? Good questions, right? Hopefully, we can find some answers together. If you’ve read the About Us page, you know that I was pregnant when I married at [...]
Are we willing to let God search us, examine us intimately, get all up in our space—in order to find out what’s making us sick? I imagine it’s mostly women reading my blog, but if you’re a man, you might want to skip a few lines.
My late husband and I traveled in the ministry for many years. He preached, and I played the piano for our country gospel duo. I played sanctified honky-tonk. My husband said I beat the piano to death. Once we were ministering in a storefront church that was housed in one of those old rock buildings, typical of downtowns everywhere. We were staying with the pastor, who lived in an apartment above the store. Do you know how tall those old buildings are? Well, this one seemed taller than most. Maybe I remember it that way because of the terror I still have when I think about what almost happened there.