Becoming Sanctified

Do I Condemn When I Should Show Compassion

Do I Condemn When I Should Show Compassion

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I’m reviving a post that I wrote a few years ago. I do this because yesterday I was re-convicted (is that a word?) about my attitude towards people I naturally tend to judge. Working in a city hospital means that I encounter many patients who have made lifestyle choices which seem to slowly and painfully demolish their lives. For the…

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When Fear Threatens (Like, Everyday)

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I hate fear. I literally hate the feeling that I get in the pit of my stomach right before I walk towards the pulpit to preach, or that moment before I have to make a decision that I’m unsure about, or the frantic second prior to doing something I hadn’t planned for. I am far too familiar with the words…

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I Should Probably Let Her Know

I Should Probably Let Her Know

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This may come as a surprise for most of you, but sometimes I can be really cynical—downright darkly sarcastic at times. (What? You knew that already?!) This sarcastic urge significantly increases whenever Christmas paraphernalia starts showing up in stores. I see the words “love” and “peace” scrolling across electronic signs or plastered all over store windows, usually next to the…

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God Makes Messy Things Beautiful

God Makes Messy Things Beautiful

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Happy 2017! On Jan 31, I decided to go to bed before 12:00….because…I’m old. But I couldn’t fall asleep. As I lay there I thought about new year’s resolutions. What were mine going to be? It’s a question that I had been mulling over for a few days. And in that moment, the Lord brought a simple child’s song to…

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Death by Distraction

Death by Distraction

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An enthusiastic cricket is hiding somewhere in my house, chirping his tiny heart out. And while I admire his tenacity for life, I’m now contemplating multiple ways of finding him and ending his one-bug symphony. It’s never ending. Constant. Like an itch that never stops itching. Like a squeaking fan that won’t level out. Like a dripping faucet that no…

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