A magnificent exchange of the blood of the perfect On for all of my deep, dark, even secret ugly sins seems, well, illogical and unfair. Isn't more required? Continue Reading …
The holidays can be a time when the pain of broken relationships, or the sorrow of loneliness is not dulled by cheerful festivities but made all the more acute. Continue Reading …
Lies about beauty and worth have wreaked havoc on my family for generations. But even with the long history of rejecting truth, I am free to stop the pattern. Continue Reading …
The hope of the resurrection gives hope to grieving moms. The same power that raised Christ from the dead will one day raise our babies. Continue Reading …
Does Valentine's Day bring out your inner cynic? Does your desire to be loved drive you crazy? What does God say about our desires and His love? Continue Reading …
As the firstborn child of Nancy Sossomon DeMoss, I have been blessed to bear the name and many of the characteristics of a remarkable woman. Continue Reading …
The churches I grew up in did not formally observe Lent. But recently I started setting aside these weeks to fix my eyes on Jesus in a more intentional way.
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The lit tree and carols playing softly couldn’t hide the tension in our relationship. We couldn’t seem to communicate without some level of misunderstanding. Continue Reading …
It's not that I have something against the friendly old guy with the red suit and reindeer. Even so, my husband and I have decided to ban Santa from our house. Continue Reading …
What difference do the Cross and empty tomb make for those who are facing pain or tears or failure? Here are some of the implications of that momentous event. Continue Reading …
My three-year-old son came home from church brokenhearted. “I want . . .” sob, sob, “Jesus to give me,” sob, sob, “my heart back” he wailed. Continue Reading …
I heard familiar carols blasting overhead: “Angels we have heard on high . . .” And I wondered, What are the angels doing this Christmas?
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While the progressive instrumental version of "Joy to the World" blasted overhead, I observed grumbling store clerks, worn out children, and couples arguing. Continue Reading …