Unwrapping Jesus

I don’t know that I want to be known as a “Christian” anymore.  I don’t want to be part of a culture better known for scorn than for love.  The Jesus that I know, the one whose words are etched red across the pages of my Bible, shared love and mercy to sinners and saved his scorn for those who thought they were “better than.” I’ve been part of the Christian “better than” crowd, and I’m pretty much done with all that finger pointing and yelling about Christian “rights” and all the screaming about sins because I realize that I … Continue reading Unwrapping Jesus

Singing with my mouth…but not with my soul

My fingers have been itching to write over the past couple of weeks, but carving out time to do so is just not happening on a regular basis. It’s cold today here, at least by North Texas standards.  My spine hurts, my fingers hurt, my knees hurt, and my hips hurt.  I don’t know if there is a joint in my body that is not aching today.  Maybe the one in my little toe… But I digress.  This cold, dreary weather is an accurate reflection of the inside of me at the moment.  My spiritual temperature is lukewarm.  I feel … Continue reading Singing with my mouth…but not with my soul