On a night (or maybe it was day), in Roman occupied ancient Israel, a young, Jewish woman writhed, and cried as the excruciating pains of labor gripped her body and tore her flesh. And there, where animals in the ancient world feed, a vernix and blood covered baby boy, swaddled in clothes to keep... Continue Reading →
Isaiah, I believe your report
(image credit) Isaiah, I Believe Your Report by Sheila Dougal O God of Isaiah! I believe your report! You cut me from the Rock. You planted in me the Word. You made me your child because you became the Servant. My transgressions pierced You. My sins crushed You. One of your smallest stones yet you... Continue Reading →
the good stuff
I've been mostly offline for the past 10 days while at Sierra Bible Camp with my sister, her family and my boys. But we're home now, back in the groove of booking faces and hashing tags (as Mister Brown would say), and accessing the world wide web between loads of post-camping laundry and back-to-school shopping.... Continue Reading →
"Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about the things that matter." – Martin Luther King Jr.
I have been silent. And this post probably won't exactly be the voice heard round the world. But in a society where social media is the public square I feel like I'm trying to hide in the shadows if I don't speak up even though I know speaking up will most likely get me rejection.I... Continue Reading →
The discipline of the Gospel is coming to God on His terms -Barbara Hughes
Determined not to complain, but rather give thanks in all things, I'm just going to share something that has spoken to me this week as I have been going through this season of Lent, meditating on what Christ has done for me: When asked how they know they are Christians, people often answer with "Because I... Continue Reading →
My last post in one sentence
Jesus is really the only One who can condemn you and the only One who can really save you.Quieted,Sheila
The Gospel
This morning I was gripped by a video I saw at Exemplify.I hadn't heard of John Piper (I know, you're probably wondering if I live under a rock or something.) It's so makes me tremble when I realize a little unknown housewife in Arizona is being burdened and praying for the same things that men... Continue Reading →