I Was 7 When I learned Shame…

I was 7 years old when I learned what real shame felt like. Not the kind where your Mom scolds you for hitting your brother, the kind that takes root in your soul and reminds you daily that you are not enough. Not skinny enough, not pretty enough, not smart enough, not tall enough, you are not worthy of love or respect or being treated with equality.

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Making Room for Grace…

Well I think I hit a nerve. Yesterday I wrote some honest thoughts that I have about a recent conference that was held for men. I wrote these thoughts to share a side of a story that I think rarely gets attention. Let me tell you first why I didn’t write that post. I didn’t […]

Act Like Men…

It’s no secret that I’m not a fan of Mark Driscoll or his Acts 29 movement. It’s also no secret that I have some major issues with some of the theology of Harvest Bible Chapel. But when it comes to this issue, I’d like to say for the record that “this” is not about “that.” […]

AFRICA BOUND…

I never thought I’d see the day where I’d be sending my parents off to Africa.  They are going on a learning trip for 10 days with BIC Canada. They will be learning about what BIC Kenya is up to, meeting with Kenyan church leaders, and helping to run a pastor’s conference. They also get […]

Left Behind…

I have this fear.  I’m afraid of being left behind.  Before all of my pentecostal friends start thinking I suddenly believe in the rapture, let me clarify.  I’m a natural born leader and so I’ve become used to leading. Even in situations where I’m following, I always have the mindset that being a good leader […]

The History I Never Knew…

I didn’t really know what I was going to. All I knew was that it was some type of First Nations conference and it was in Montreal. I met with my supervisor the week before and she told me that she wanted me to go to the conference not knowing anything, having a blank slate. […]