In part one of My Disabled Self I came to realize that how we think, converse, and believe about heaven and disability reveals more about our own heart in the present than it does of any future existence for ourselves or those we love who are profoundly disabled. So, while I cannot say with absolute... Continue Reading →
Our Weeping God.
Jesus Wept My nickname as a child was brenda-bawl-baby-nuss. My middle name is Jo, but bawl-baby prevailed. Often when caught in a crying-fit, usually at the dinner table, my dad would sing out: "Bawl-baby, Brenda. Bawl-baby, Brenda." Perhaps this was a father's misguided attempt to humor me into a state of calmness. It never worked.... Continue Reading →
“If We Confess Our Sins” 1 Jn 1:9
Surface Reading I've spent the last few weeks working through 1 John. My goal is to become more proficient in reading the Bible devotionally in Greek. First John is recommended as a beginning place to read because the vocabulary is simple — and as I am discovering — a bit redundant. Don't be fooled by... Continue Reading →