Dear God, Help me not scorn the day before it’s scarcely begun. Help me to rest in Your presence. Break me of the things inside that make You want to vomit. Shelter me from evil; protect me from temptation’s lure. Help me to accept Your grace and mercy lest I “kill the author of life.”... Continue Reading →
Of the Moments Between Tranquility and Trauma
If the trauma moments lasted days long, it would be different. That would be Hell. But they don’t. It’s not a constant carousel of corruption, not like the movies where the protagonist spends the whole of the 24-hour day span in her room, on her bed—or under it—trying to hide from the memories and triggers.... Continue Reading →
I Could Sing of Your Love Forever: The Hardest Time to Surrender
Could you surrender to God and truly, with your whole heart, say "I could sing of your love forever" the moment after you sin, when surrendering to God is the hardest?
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 →
Humanizing Judas Iscariot
I woke up this morning thinking about Judas Iscariot, you know, the guy history remembers as the "son of hell"? The one who betrayed Jesus to the Pharisees for 30 pieces of silver (roughly $250 in today's money, but that number varies depending on which scholar you ask). Most of us know the story: Jesus... Continue Reading →
Musings of a Wanderer 