There’s a place so lonely, so frightening, it’s closer to hope than you can imagine.
I hate happy endings. It’s not real life. But even amid frustrations, letdowns and death — there’s still hope. And I need that reassurance.
Shootings seem to be happening more and more. The more I see these and other tragedies in my newsfeed, the more desensitized I become.
I quit my job three weeks ago. But I didn’t feel elated like I had expected. Instead of looking forward to this big change, I began to dread the end.
The Bible is such an integral book to Christianity, yet we often take verses out of context. These seven verses are commonly misunderstood.
I spent a lot of my childhood combing the Bible for rules on behavior. It was easier to see the world in black and white than deal with confusing moral questions. I didn’t ponder what the most loving act was in each situation — I just followed the rule …
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