Although I loved my father so much as a little girl, as an adolescent I never knew who or what was awaiting me at home. Would he be sober, or mostly sober? Or would he be drunk already?

A Painful Existence
My father was an alcoholic and abusive both physically and emotionally. I lived in a home where fear reigned.
Although I loved my father so much as a little girl, as an adolescent I never knew

What does progress really look like in my spiritual maturity? Why does progress sometimes look like loss?

With all the demands on us, why fight to create space for silence and contemplative prayer?
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Does the Bible have anything to say about the pressures of modern life? For example, the pull between work and family?

My second time preaching on a Sunday morning, and I get the flu! As though my nerves weren’t enough, I