Holy Spirit spoke these words to me upon waking this morning: “Lived loved. Live as if you know without a shadow of doubt—in every bone in your body, in the very core of your soul I breathed life into—that I love you.” Lord, I admit, I don’t live that way. I can be a very... Continue Reading →
Jesus and His Trauma
"Let this cup pass from me... nevertheless, not my will, but Yours be done." The immortal becomes mortal. The beloved Son of the Creator is clothed in human flesh that is torn, bleeding, sweating, and hurting as it is nailed to a wooden cross. His friends have abandoned him, hidden away, scared for their lives... Continue Reading →
Musings of a Wanderer 