When I was eight years old, I had a massive infection called Clostridium septicemia. Doctors had to amputate my left leg and hip (hip disarticulation) in order to save my life. From that day forward I used my one leg as two. All of the jumping, skipping, and hopping around over the years has caused…
The attack came out of the blue. I sat in my office, minding my own business. In walked Temptation. She toyed with my mind like a cat tangled in a ball of yarn. She plowed the ground of my dry heart, trying to expose seeds of truth to the harsh heat of her lies. I…
By Stephanie Clinton In Luke 9:51-62, Jesus is headed to Jerusalem but makes a quick stop at a Samaritan village. He didn’t tarry long as they weren’t really cool with him staying there. (I guess word hadn’t gotten back to them about how Jesus was using them as example of how to be a good servant…
Today is a good day for a funeral. Let me explain why. I am a five-year-plan kind of girl. I set goals, map out a path, pray for God’s blessing, and get moving. Each new phase of life presents an opportunity to make a fresh plan. After high school, I set my sights on my…
A year ago, I wrote the first post on this site, welcoming all of you to a virtual table, a safe place to be seen and heard and known. You responded, and we grew. This week, as we celebrate a year of sharing stories, a year of encouragement and vulnerability and grace, with a series…
In what is commonly known as the parable of the great feast, Jesus describes how a man prepared a feast and invited many people. Each potential guest politely declined with a lame excuse. Let’s be honest. What is our initial response to God’s invitations to us in comparison to this parable? Do we tend to…