Jeannie Pederson 2 Minute Read Earlier this year I was struggling with guilt. I mean, really struggling. Nearly every day there was some sort of failure in my life, something I wished I’d done better, some area I didn’t measure up to my own standard. I got impatient with my toddler. I didn’t keep the toys picked up. I let…
Christy Fitzwater 3 Minute Read My mother-in-law gave me a beautiful Dutch oven for Christmas. Because I had been watching consecutive episodes of Food Network shows, I felt expert in using such fine cooking equipment. Until I read the instructions. Cast iron is intimidating. You can’t put it in the dishwasher. Can’t let it air dry. Can’t allow it to…
Elisabeth Adams 4 Minute Read Where do you suppose shame comes from? I posed this question to a women’s Bible class recently, and one young woman replied, “From Adam and Eve.” From two leaf-clad sinners, trembling with shame in the bushes because they’d just distrusted the most loving Person in their life…and all for a bite of fruit. (Oh, tragedy:…
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