I watched his name linger on my screen before it notified me of a voicemail. I wasn’t in the mood. I picked up my phone and rolled it over in my hand. Why couldn’t I relax? What was the big deal? Liam was nice, right? He had never proved himself otherwise. He wanted to go…
Chapter Nine- The Invisibles
I had successfully made it through another weekend without a slice and was feeling pretty good about it. I tried to forget the fact that I was moments away from it when Mitzi called me and distracted me, and I chose to overlook the fact that the only reason I hadn’t cut Sunday after the…
Chapter Four – I’m sure it’s nothing
I had agreed to go to church with Zella and Celeste that Sunday, a week after Robbie got home. I’d managed to keep my distance from them for those few days so I was feeling stronger, well, more stubborn, which was more like myself. My mom had kept me busy with social club crap,…
Father and Son
I have always loved the story of Abraham and Isaac. The story of willingness and sacrifice and reprieve and provision, captivate me. After all, isn’t that ultimately the journey of every faithwalker? But this week God challenged me to reread it, in His narration, with His thoughts, through His eyes and, most of all, in…
A Bird in the Hand
“…And you count far more to him than birds.” God gave me a very real lesson this weekend, a moment that captivated my heart and my attention and spoke life into a hard and trying time. The story: My friend and I were sitting at a local restaurant. We were talking about some of the…
For the LOVE of us
I was listening to a discussion last week in which someone said, “God didn’t create us for any other purpose but to worship and glorify Him.” I knew where they were coming from when they said that, but, as I thought about it, I had to disagree. You see, what most theologians shy away from…
Leslie A. Lamb 