Reflections


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Feb 2020
Seat At The Table

Equality. Inequality. Authority. Submission. Feminism. Sexism. Classism. Racism. It’s all there in I Corinthian’s 11. And it’s all wrapped up in this verse: “This is my body, which is for you; do this in remembrance of Me.” In the same way, after supper He took the cup, saying, “This cup is the new covenant......

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MLK Day
January 21, 2019

MLK Day

This is a post from 2018 “I have a dream” Can you hear it? That unmistakable voice. Strong, passionate, compelling. Every time I hear a recording of Dr. Martin Luther King, my skin tingles. I...


Where's The Sting?
June 07, 2017

Where’s The Sting?

It was moments after my mom’s graveside service ended. I was falling apart. Both my hands on her casket, head lowered, sobbing because I felt like I hadn’t done enough to take care of her....


It Makes Me Uncomfortable When You...
May 02, 2017

It Makes Me Uncomfortable When You…

“It makes me uncomfortable when you dance” #oneoftorrionsfunniestlinesever    #dontmisssundaymornings In junior high in the mid-70’s, I was one of a group of 5 girls that were good friends. We did everything together through high school,...


Your Resurrection Story
April 20, 2017

Your Resurrection Story

I was 7 years old. “Uncle Wally” and “Aunt Alexa,” quintessential children’s Sunday school teachers, were offering the invitation to accept Jesus into my heart. They had offered this invitation and led hundreds of kids...


Many Stories - One God
April 05, 2017

Many Stories – One God

A missionary, a young guy, an army guy and a preacher walk into a bar… I mean walk into the mountains. And God was there. Halfway across the world, in mountain villages, with people who...


Cracks In Your Wall
March 07, 2017

Cracks In Your Wall

It’s easy to forget that we are the love interest of the Father. On the flip side it’s easy to forget that we are hated by the enemy. On Sunday Paul Carlberg gave us a...


Fight On
February 25, 2017

Fight On

“Adrian!” “Yo ADRIAAAN!!” Cue trumpet.. da da dada da dadada da da Can’t you see it? Rocky all sweaty and bloody, his eyes beaten, swollen shut, nose broken… surrounded by reporters, flashing lights, microphone’s shoved...