I just want you to know that I am very appreciative of you and your ministry.
We bought copies of your book, Making It Real: Whose Faith is it Anyway, for our youth group and are using it as a study.
Last night we were discussing Lesson Two which is”Dependently Strong” and today as I was doing the devotions in the book (if I tell the kids to do ’em I gotta do ’em too!) it just hit me that I am making those three mistakes!
It has always been a struggle to not give Him the first opportunity and to leave my road map in the glovebox. [Read more…]
I think the Bible says we should do it this way.
That’s not the way I see it. What about you?
These and many other questions came from an acquaintance over time. She was questioning the way things were done, wondering if there was a better way. It wasn’t about my church, but church as a whole.
I thought it was important to listen. We talked. I shared my viewpoint. We looked into scripture.
But over time the questions changed. [Read more…]
The letter sat in my mailbox. Buli! I grabbed it and sat on the porch to read it.
Buli turned 7 this June. I sent a small monetary gift to her to celebrate her birthday. This is what her compassion worker had to say:
Dear Suzie, Buli wants to thank you for her birthday gift. She was so excited because she was able to buy a blanket, a tiffin box (a tin lunch box for school), and a bar of chocolate. It is very cold in the nights and Buli is able to wrap in her warm blanket.
Buli wrote underneath in her sweet hand these words : I love my blanket. It is so warm. Thank you for allowing me to sleep under a blanket at night. Buli [Read more…]
Do you feel like you’re going nowhere? Everybody passing you by? You can feel like that even when you’re working hard and doing all that you can.
It seems like people are passing you by and you’re at a standstill.
Except, as believers, we are never going nowhere. [Read more…]
Have you ever lay awake at night worrying?
Lately the enemy has tried to use that time of rest to unsettle this God’s girl. We made a series of faith steps these past four years, and it was exactly what we knew we should do. No regrets. But now we are in another place of faith.
The enemy would like to come in and make me question our steps. But every time I get on my knees, I hear that gentle encouragement, and once again I know that we are on the right path.
She was white-haired, plump, and THE BOSS. She was my first grade teacher.
Mrs. Boatwright was calling out the role, and then she called a slightly familiar name: Tonya Morrison.
I didn’t respond.
She said it again, looking over her glasses around the room. “Tonya Morrison?”
Oh. I raised my hand. “My name is Suzie.”
No one had ever called me Tonya. Nada. Zilch.
From that day forward I was Tonya. Mrs. Boatwright wouldn’t have it any other way. After all, “Your middle name isn’t even Suzie. It’s Suzanne. You’re Tonya,” she said.
Tonya it was. [Read more…]
Companionship: a feeling of friendship. Comrade. Associate. Fellowship.
Is that truly possible with God? [Read more…]
Don’t watch it, someone said.
And as the program unfolded, I found tears running down my face.
I cried for Catelynn, the too-young-momma whose own mother called her names that should never be spoken by a mom. I watched as Catelynn comforted the adults in her life who should have comforted her.
So backwards. So very, very backwards. [Read more…]