Spiritually, Snow White

My favorite fairy tale when I was a little girl was Snow White. ┬áBeing a native Texan, I didn’t know very much about snow. ┬áBut I liked the way the huntsman who had been sent by the Evil Stepmother to murder Snow White killed a wild animal in her place: The Huntsman did as the Queen asked – he took the little girl into the forest and prepared to kill her. ‘Please don’t kill me,’ cried Snow White, looking in terror at his big sharp knife. ‘I will run away into the forest and never come back again.’ The Huntsman … Continue reading Spiritually, Snow White

Stomping the Guilt Monster

Yesterday I began musing about the difference between condemnation and conviction. I’d just read a wonderful news article about a woman who single-handedly began a Christmas party for the homeless. I was so glad that she had been so successful, but I also felt a twinge of guilt. After all, I haven’t organized a party for the homeless. I don’t frequent downtown shelters. I don’t personally know anyone who is homeless; in fact, we don’t even have people standing on street corners holding “Help, Please” signs in our corner of small town Texas. These thoughts flew through my head as … Continue reading Stomping the Guilt Monster