Mother’s Day. For many people that means flowers and handmade cards and Sunday brunches and waves of laughter. It means celebration and gratitude and warm embraces and great rejoicing. It means
Confession time. To all of my Conservative Christian brothers and sisters who insist that homosexuality is a choice, I need to break down and finally admit something: I agree with you—only not
I am worn out from my groaning. All night long I flood my bed with weeping and drench my couch with tears. Psalm 6:6 People speak about a dark night of the
If your brother or sister sins against you, rebuke them; and if they repent, forgive them. Even if they sin against you seven times in a day and seven times come back to
Mother’s Day. For many people that means flowers and handmade cards and Sunday brunches and waves of laughter. It means celebration and gratitude and warm embraces and great rejoicing. It means
Confession time. To all of my Conservative Christian brothers and sisters who insist that homosexuality is a choice, I need to break down and finally admit something: I agree with you—only not
I am worn out from my groaning. All night long I flood my bed with weeping and drench my couch with tears. Psalm 6:6 People speak about a dark night of the
If your brother or sister sins against you, rebuke them; and if they repent, forgive them. Even if they sin against you seven times in a day and seven times come back to