I called my grandma last month. It was the hardest thing I had done in my life, because we hadn’t spoken in over three years, and I was pretty sure she would rake me over the coals. Last week I shared with you a story I really didn’t want to tell, but I knew that it was time to get …
I’ve always written truthfully here, sharing my heart in ways I hope encourage you. But there are stories I haven’t told you, partly because they’re too raw and painful and partly because I’m convinced the story’s not over yet. I haven’t written much about my parents, but you need to know their story. Our story. Or at least the part …
“You know you’re a pharisee if sin disgusts you more than it moves you to compassion.” ~John Piper Jesus had harsh words for the Pharisees. And for good cause: they created stumbling blocks for those who sought God, they prided themselves in their good works and self-righteousness, and they despised the tax-collectors and ubiquitous “sinners.” Jesus called them “white-washed tombs” …
Yesterday I shared with you the beginning of my faith walk and my surprising struggle with sin when I had considered myself a good Christian. Here’s the rest of the story. I had been the arrogant older brother in the prodigal son parable (Luke 15:11-32) and the pharisee looking down on the tax collector (Luke 18:9-14). I was humbled that …
Although I grew up in church, I didn’t really grasp the audacity of grace in my life. Audacity (n.): bold or arrogant disregard of normal restraints, the quality of being surprising or shocking I used to think I had a lousy testimony because I grew up in a Christian family and didn’t rebel against my parents or my faith. I …
