“I heard your CD today,” she tells me. “You have a great voice. You could’ve been something!” I could’ve been something, yes, and by God’s grace I didn’t.
You don’t get to decide to lay down your life one day and then not think about it again
“No,” she pulls a blanket up over her head. I know you want to hide, I want to say. Confession makes us feel naked even with all of the weight of hiding on top of us. I know where she is, but I ask for her to show herself anyway. Coming face to face with the one you’re confessing to is important. I know it from the garden. I…
How long will I keep anxiety on a leash pretending I’m not on the end of his?
The fight for love is sometimes not letting go.
Revival wasn't shouting and screaming; it was the beat of love within me for others.