When The Bible Shredded My Heart

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It was the night I stopped reading the Bible. I was on the faded green easy chair in my bedroom. Every night as the light faded from white to yellow to gold, I would open the Word and read. In college, reading the Bible was an OCD coping mechanism, a way I proved my worth and checked off […]

Becoming Qualified

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By Kali Gillespie | Twitter: @KaliGillespie “To love another person is to see the face of God.” -Victor Hugo, Les Misérables Morning comes, and I’m awake and alone. I cherish these quiet times, and have learned to protect the silence. I avoid the squeaky bathroom door and if I forgot to grind my coffee beans […]

Struggling to Love Her

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When we’re tired, sick, possibly carrying extra pounds from an illness or a baby, it can be hard to feel the glow of self acceptance. To feel and truly believe that we are lovely. From an early age, I was not the bombshell kinda gal. But I knew I was ok to look at. The […]

May I First See Her Heart

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By Lisha Epperson | Twitter: @lishaepperson My dreams kept time with the early morning song of unnamed birds. In the spaces of silence I wondered …would she be beautiful? We’d talked about her that night and every day before. Imagining life with a little girl no one, until now, would call beautiful. Would we love […]

But Joy Comes In The Morning

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I still shake my head every time our eyes meet. His being here, moving and breathing among us? It is still so often magical and mystical that I sometimes believe that surely he must return to the land of the fay people with each waxing and waning of the moon. I sometimes hesitate to squeeze […]