A moneylender loaned money to two people. The first needed $1000. Maybe it was for a house payment. A month of groceries. Necessities for life. The second needed $50. Maybe he needed some new shoes or jeans. Maybe to help with a few groceries. A few dollars to help him get by until the next paycheck. As the weeks passed, both of these individuals fell deeper into a financial hole. When it came time to collect the debt, the moneylender began…
Thunder cracked in the middle of the night. But it wasn’t the storm that woke me. I heard a faint cry coming from the bedrooms. I rolled out of bed. Inside the dark room, I heard another whimper and picked up the child. The little one was half awake and drenched in sweat. I calmed the sleepy toddler with gentle rocking motions. Pacing the floor in the dark. The storm outside passed overhead and sleep returned. The storms of life…
Rahab. The prostitute, with her red cord and brazen lies are the subject of books, commentaries, and articles. Rahab. A woman who started out with a questionable past and then finds herself in the linage of Christ. Rahab leads our study on faith for the month of November. Rahab’s story is found in the first few chapters of Joshua. We find Rahab living in the land of Canaan. God had promised this land to His people. It was time to conquer it….
{Almost} Almost finsihed. Finished with 31 Days of writing. It has stretched me. This month of free-writes. My perfectionist nature would like to revise. Edit. Take-back maybe somethings. Yet, it has taught me the value of saying the words right the first time. We cannot just “almost” be certain things. We are called, as Christians, for more than almost. We are called to love. Love without conditions, because it was how we are loved. We cannot almost have joy. Or peace….