people-pleasing and service (there’s a difference).

As Christians, we’re here to serve others, right? We live servant lives, we lead with servant leadership, and our love for others, when modeled after Christ’s, is sacrificial, yes? He said He didn’t come to be served, but to serve (Mark 10:45) and it was because of God’s love for us that the Son was…

living with and without intention.

I’ve been trying this last week to really fill my life with voices of truth and encouragement, over things that seek only to entertain or inform. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve still indulged in some entertaining things – some favorite shows and podcasts, etc – but I’ve gotten lazy (re: lukewarm) about my more influential…

an open letter to whoever you are.

I’m shared this publicly on my personal Facebook because I have nothing to hide, and no shame in Christ, but so far, it either hasn’t reached its intended recipient,!94 they’ve opted to not take me up on my offer. In the event it’s just that it hasn’t been seen, I know my blogs been read…

the parable of the workers in the vineyard.

The Parable of the Workers in the Vineyard: For the kingdom of heaven is like a landowner who went out early in the morning to hire workers for his vineyard. He agreed to pay them a denarius for the day and sent them into his vineyard. About nine in the morning he went out and…

let me make something clear.

Today I received a call that made the random spike in my blog stats yesterday make sense. I was going to be doing ministry at a local church, that was revoking my permission to do so, because I’ve openly talked about my affair – confessing it – and how God has worked through even the…

victims, complimentarians, and victims of complimentarianism.

It’s taken me a long time to say this, and to address this. It hurts me so much to bring myself back through my personal experience with the damage that was inflicted on me using the complimentarian views on men’s and women’s roles. But as I’ve worked though that pain, moving through the stages of…

keep your hands to yourself. | a very angry, fed up poem

To preface, I’d like to state that only some of these are my personal experiences, and that inspiration was drawn from not just my life, but the lives of women around me that I love and admire. Also, I acknowledge that many are my own opinion, and not everyone will agree. That’s fine (but keep…