Walking in the Light

But if we walk in the light, as he is in the light, we have fellowship with one another, and the blood of Jesus his Son cleanses us from sin. 1 John 1:7 For my whole life, I shared a room with my three sisters. Unless we were mad at each other, settling down for the night was usually a long giggle-whispery affair. These long runways to sleep were often made longer by my dad’s love of terribly acted B level scary movies. One, or all four of us on any given night, were scared of the dark. With no closet built into our room, that meant no light with which to keep the monsters at bay. The weight and feel of the sheets pulled tight to our necks felt like nothing at all compared to the physical he

Identifying with Thomas

I did a lot of crying when I came back to God. I'm still quite the crier, let's be honest, but there was a poignant sorrow that came from repentance that always made me feel that much closer to God. So, while rejoicing in my newly-found faith, I also spent a lot of time wallowing. I cried over the past sins, and the relief of forgiveness, and the comfort of knowing my sins were separated "as far as the east from the west," and over the years and opportunities and growth I thought I had wasted in the time I spent running from Him. There was so much sorrow that drew me closer and closer to my Savior, while I grew through the grieving process that got me closer and closer to joy. Some days,

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