Words that Wound

We were passing on the concrete stairs between the main building and the choir and band rooms. He was coming up; I was going down. I don’t remember if I said something first or he did. I don’t even remember exactly what was said, except . . ....

Childless Does Not Mean Incomplete

Yesterday, on Facebook, I posted this great article by Sandra Glahn where she talks about the church needing to see beyond the “one size fits all” approach to womanhood. She talks about how churches often define the role of women in the church as only wife...