God-Loving Woman

Before I was saved, meaning rescued by some mysterious instinct in the middle of the night that drove me to the closest church down the street, which happened to be a Catholic church where the priest really hooked me with his complaints about their antiquated sound...

This is a theory. This is only a theory. All of the “bad things” about society, as promoted in our current culture, are hitting us where it hurts; at the grocery store. What are those bad things? Order Hierarchies Protocol Politeness and … The common axiom of good...

Acting upon the suggestions I received from some of you regarding my daughter, I found myself placed in a new spiritual proximity to vibes and tensions and thought-patterns any sane person should want to avoid. I am not a Catholic. That’s just a statement of fact, not...

Weirdly, I’m starting to see why people sometimes find me hard to be around. Have you hit that stage yet? It’s not fun. Oh, don’t get me wrong … I totally agree with my own assessment of my increasingly curmudgeonly temperament. I think the term curmudgeon is only for...

Oh, the good old days when I compartmentalized everything, shielding myself from emotional pain, disassociating from the political beat-downs I was hired as a proxy to suffer, and feeling free to fill my time with all kind of distractions for professional advancement....

Over the past 4 to 6 weeks, I’ve had a hard time seeing out of my left eye. You might say, “Then just use your right!,” right? Not so fast sister … I have mono-vision, and my left eye is my reading books eye … my reading music eye … my designing eye … my photography...

This is Part 5, the final post, in a Tozer-inspired series, drawing insights from his book The Crucified Life. In this post, we look at how we humans often use religion to promote ourselves in some way. This series has been challenging to me as a Christian and as a...

This is Part 4 in a Tozer-inspired series of posts, drawing insights from his book The Crucified Life. In this post, we go to a place that I think may be a less commonly experienced, or less recognized, part of the Christian journey of transformation. It is the dark...

This is Part 3 in a Tozer-inspired series of posts, drawing insights from his book The Crucified Life. In this post, we dig a little deeper into human nature and our inclination to keep our fingers in the pie. Here are Tozer’s five observations; the five ingenious...

This is Part 2 in a mini-series of blog posts I decided to write that are inspired by A.W. Tozer’s The Crucified Life. I’m not certain it was such a great idea, especially given that the content comes down pretty hard on both current-day Christians, and on the church...

Part 1 - Seeking Our Interests A.W. Tozer is one of my anchoring influencers. He’s the writer who calls things out, makes sense of it all, tells me that I’m not such an oddball, and consistently offers myriad and insightful observations that resonate like the sound of...

I’m a mom. My two children are too young to be my children, but God had a different idea for all three of us. The oldest suffers from mental illnesses (yes, plural) that have formed an alliance against her. Their sinister intentions cannot be dissuaded, but they can...