Faith, Grief, Guest posting, Journey, The Cultivating Project

Remember God

Sometimes, when I close my eyes, snapshot-memories of my childhood sneak up on me. Today, I saw myself, nine years old, pumping my spindly legs back and forth on the old metal swing set left behind by previous owners of that house. I swung, face pointed towards the cornfield that flanked the back of the…

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Grief, Struggle, Surrender

Where Is My Rage, Safe?

The other day after listening to my friend recount a recent wounding at the hands of another, I felt the familiar surge of indignation rise in my gut. I quoted back to her the 6th verse of Psalm 58, O God, break the teeth in their mouths; tear out the fangs of the young lions,…

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