Sixteen years ago I spent my nights working on a puzzle into the wee hours of the morning. While I should have been resting for school the next day (I was only seventeen), my mind was too busy for sleep.
The reality is that the body of Christ is already a multicultural Church. We just spend so much time in our cozy subgroups that we’ve convinced ourselves that we aren’t diverse.
Sisters, this one is just for you. For us. First of all I want you to know how incredible you are. I pray for you all each day. I thank God for you and I absolutely LOVE hearing what our Father is doing in your lives!
We have all criticized this man. Verbally or in our mind at some point. We would be foolish to never have wondered what is really up with him.
She was so much more fun when you met, probably the life of the party. Then this guy Jesus wrecked it all.
If you’ve ever walked into a church you’ve probably been hurt by it.
I’m still trying to wrap my brain around everything that happened this weekend. How did I end up on a runway in Trump International Hotel wearing a couture gown made by designer Andre Soriano?!