Ever have a pity party? Honestly, they’re fun. It’s fun to wallow in poor me. Why? Because when we join our pity party, we feel comfortable. Safe. It just feels right to complain. To utterly concentrate on the ugly. It’s … Continue reading
Oh Jesus, I’m so sorry. But I’m super mad. Really mad. Is that alright to be mad at you? You are like my Father, and I’ve been known to get mad at him (sorry, dad!), so I suppose, yes, I … Continue reading
Does God ever confuse you? Leave you baffled? Speechless? Or do you make sense of everything He allows? I don’t. I can’t possibly make sense of some things. So I’m left in a confused state. Left until I decide to … Continue reading
