In the pages of everybody’s memory book, there’s bound to be a little circle of people (call them friends if you like, though they didn’t always act like it) that knew your coming of age. They’re the girls you did VBS with, comparing sandals… Continue Reading “Even Now”
Malika I sought the truth for many days And wandered many long and traceless paths In search of what I could not name, Until I stumbling came at last Down on my knees And there I turned and looked And there He stood The… Continue Reading “The Truth, that Haunting All My Days”
How to confess your sins: The song “Indodana” cleansed me to the core: it called me to repent, to weep for the wrong I have done to my Saviour, to lament for the ways we God’s people have strayed from and betrayed the Lamb of God.
In a world that whirls out of control, He is The Great, the Mighty, and Awesome God, the Eternal Refuge, the Rock of My Strength. To a world that is sick and broken, He is the Great Physician, Jehovah-Rapha, The Lord Who Heals you.… Continue Reading “He Is: How to Find Truth in God’s Names”
Women in leadership: “There is a warrior somewhere in a woman’s heart. (That’s not the word they use in church, but it’s true.)