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You can sit in a mud hut in Africa, talking about God and feel like an outed fraud. The heat is unbearable. Dianah sits in a shaft of light from…
We can be women who lift each other, love each other, belong to each other, women who fully receive each other, and deeply believe each other and always perceive dreams in each other.
When you look into the face of the Other, you see a reflection of the face of God. And we become the face of Hope.
The moment that any one sees someone as less human than themselves, is the moment more evil scars all of humanity.
Making my heart ready to serve when I sit down requires a daily choice of mind, heart, and commitment.
For such a time as now, we live shaped like a Cross, reaching right out, because this how He begins to reshape the world.
Christ didn’t degrade women in His talk, but He made women heroes in His stories.
We get to be like Jesus to people as they march to their own drum. And it’s only Jesus who gets to change drums.
Having Christian convictions can’t ever negate having Christ’s compassion.
We will never reflect the image of Christ to the world — unless we see the image of God in everyone.
When the church opens its arms to change the world’s story — this is what changes the story of the church in the world.
We are the ones who provide our people with tools to grow, and narratives to make sense of a world that can be hostile and frightening.
We aren’t lonely because something is wrong with us. We are lonely because something is right with us.
Sometimes in living your best life, the most missed ingredient — is to live obedient to God.
God invites our questions and pleadings rather than our despair and silence.
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