struggle

Burned Out On Religion

Burned Out On Religion 1920 1281 David Ruybalid

Ihave read the “The Parable of the Prodigal Son” a thousand times. I have heard pastors draw out from the older son’s conversation at the end of this parable. Here…

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Hold Tight To Hope

Hold Tight To Hope 1920 1279 Sarah Rennicke

Though You say You’re with me always, I feel left high and dry. You brought me so close to sweetness and then snatched it away and slammed the door on…

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White Supremacy Is My Original Sin

White Supremacy Is My Original Sin 1915 1358 Lyndsey Medford

I, too, once loved those statues, not so long ago. I thought they stood for resilience and pride, for the other side of every story, for a nation grappling with…

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Scar on the Cheek: Judas’ Betrayal

Scar on the Cheek: Judas’ Betrayal 1920 1449 Prasanta Verma

The kiss on the cheek planted swift, turns to thorny scratch, burns long and thin, drips red on black dirt. Fragile petals live a breath away, a thin vein from…

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Sweet Light of Life

Sweet Light of Life 2791 1873 Sarah Rennicke

You saw it all. You watched it unfold, the tiny corners of my heart begin to fall. You even coaxed me to trust You with the places where I was…

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Dark Space, Black Matter

Dark Space, Black Matter 1920 1248 Sarah Rennicke

Before the canvas of the world was painted, the earth posed void, black, formless. Intentionally kept dark for creation, for becoming, purpose was published from shadows, from an ink blanket of…

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Wandering Girl

Wandering Girl 1920 1277 Sarah Rennicke

This world is waking and I slide behind a table in a Hampton Inn. An older gentleman sits in the corner, newspaper lifted around his face. In the line for…

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Show Me You Are True

Show Me You Are True 1920 1082 Julia Putzke

On your mark- maybe there’s a loving God, looking closely at ink smudged pinky against the page. Help me, help me!! screamed silent. My eyes start to tear up as…

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Are We Playing Church?

Are We Playing Church? 1920 1079 Becky Hastings

There are two versions of me. I walk up to those big double doors on a Sunday morning and suddenly, I change. I push down all those things that I’ve…

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Alone On The Melancholy Playground

Alone On The Melancholy Playground 1696 1272 Melinda VanRy

When I am melancholy it seems this is the reality of my life. It is the thread I see, dark, running through it all. Briefly crossed by the bright hues…

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Hope Heavier Than Death

Hope Heavier Than Death 827 620 Melinda VanRy

MY STORY In April, I celebrated my 43rd birthday, which was also the third anniversary of my afternoon on suicide watch in the emergency room of a VA hospital. I…

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My Soul Cries Out

My Soul Cries Out 1920 1440 Beckie Lindsey

Evidence spills with each sunrise dispelling doubt and fear A promise of restoration says I was made for more Prisoner of self-imposed reprisal Hope evaporates in shadow Darkness swallows the…

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