Confession, Serena Williams, and Justice
Confession #1: I used to look down my nose at women who played tennis, deciding they were snotty rich suburban women who had nothing more meaningful to do with their time. Confession # 2: I started...
View ArticleWhat to do When You Don’t Have X-Ray Vision
I played a tennis match awhile ago against an amazon-like woman who wore her anger like the too-tight tennis dress she had on. I tried to talk friendly. ”Wow it looks like you’ve been somewhere warm!”...
View ArticleWhen a “Good” Fight Goes “Bad”
The other day I wrote about “good” fights. The times when somehow, against all odds, and all our emotion, and in spite of our bent towards holding grudges, with God’s help, we address conflict and...
View ArticleWhen You Feel Like an Angry Toddler
In Christ alone my hope is found, He is my light, my strength, my song; this Cornerstone, this solid Ground, firm through the fiercest drought and storm. What heights of love, what depths of peace,...
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