In which I’m no angry feminist

  I’m no angry feminist. Oh, no, I’m a Jesus-following, joy-filled feminist. My eyes are full of God’s daughters, worldwide, making space for goodness, mercy, justice, wholeness. I’m no man-hating-blaming shrew, I’m surrounded by good men, men that are not…

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In which [it is Lent] words need flesh

Source: potsc.com via Sarah on Pinterest These days, words are becoming flesh for me.I drove in the pitch dark pouring rain to Pastor Helen’s house, perched precariously on the hill next to the ocean, navigating hair-pin turns in a minivan….

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