Christian, I see how angry you are, how consumed you are, how relentless you are, how myopic you’ve grown, how bitter you’ve become—and it saddens me. It grieves me deeply to see you
My dear, hurting friend, I want words right now. I want words that will fix this; ones that will repair all that is so terribly broken here. I want words that
By this, they wilt knoweth that ye are my disciples; if ye throwest the greatest shade. -Jesus, The Wishful Thinking Translation Sometimes I can be a real jerk; selfish, petty, arrogant,
This message is for Church People. It’s for those of you who are part of a faith community every week; a physical place where you usually find yourself on Sundays.
Christian, I see how angry you are, how consumed you are, how relentless you are, how myopic you’ve grown, how bitter you’ve become—and it saddens me. It grieves me deeply to see you
My dear, hurting friend, I want words right now. I want words that will fix this; ones that will repair all that is so terribly broken here. I want words that
By this, they wilt knoweth that ye are my disciples; if ye throwest the greatest shade. -Jesus, The Wishful Thinking Translation Sometimes I can be a real jerk; selfish, petty, arrogant,
This message is for Church People. It’s for those of you who are part of a faith community every week; a physical place where you usually find yourself on Sundays.