“Let There Be Light (In My Closet — And My Life)”
For four years, I lived with a closet light that barely did its job.My ceilings soar over 11 feet high, so changing a bulb isn’t exactly a hop-skip-and-jump kind of thing. But the bulb wasn’t burned out — it was just pitifully dim. I could barely tell navy from black without holding things up to…
Spiritual Doula: From Death to Life
A dear friend recently told me she had the privilege of standing backstage at our church as several precious souls — young and old — were preparing to be baptized. She said, “I felt like a spiritual doula… standing witness as they passed from death to life.” Her words stirred something deep in me. I’ve…