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I do not say this lightly or hastily but with fear & trembling after much deliberation. I think we are experiencing a divine reckoning in America. I don’t think the reckoning is over our having simply sinned. I think it’s over the fact that we have used God & the Bible to do it.

Ok, friends! Spine surgery’s tomorrow, God willing and healing. Turning off my phone & handing it to my daughters for the next few days so I don’t tweet on pain medication. Can you imagine?!? Do i not have enough problems??? Oh mercy, I love y’all in this silly community more than even makes sense. Thank you for all the prayers! Y’all behave now lest I miss something good.

We can be deeply grateful Trump’s life was spared and still strongly wish we had different presidential candidates. Humans really are capable of nuance. Trolls are not. But humans are.

There has been nothing broken or damaged in the entirety of my life to which the cross held no sway. Take it all to Jesus.

Y’all.

You marvelous loved ones who’ve been praying for me, I was at the Texas Medical Center much of the day and got to see one of the most highly recommended neurosurgeons in Houston. No surprise that I seriously need surgery but the ball is rolling. It will probably take till mid August to do all the things required for it but I am deeply grateful. When he showed me the images, I nearly fainted. It’s no wonder the pain has been unrelenting. I’ll not get into what surgical measures are anticipated because, the thing is, I don’t have a lot of options. I have practically tried it all. This has gone on so long, I can’t even imagine being out of pain. I’m so happy and full of hope that I won’t have to live like this forever!! I won’t carry on about it but, as we get close enough to set a date, I will definitely let you guys know. Until then, just pray for me as the Lord leads and know that he is my joy and keeps my spirit buoyed and my frame strong. He is well able to get me through 8 more weeks! I love you guys in our active little community so much. Thank you for your prayers! They are gold!!! God bless you back 100-fold.

Just because this isn’t Instagram doesn’t mean I can’t post a picture for inspiration. This is on my walk this morning. It’s the road to my house. I just want to say to some of you, Keep on going, sweetheart. That sun’s shining ahead. Bright as the Son. The Light of the World.

I have to tell y’all something. For the last 48 hours my physical pain has dropped to about 20% of what it has been for — I’m not exaggerating — YEARS. And it could even get better than that! I’ve had this constant sense in the last two days of, whose body is this??? Y’all don’t know how many times I tried to get just from my bed in the morning to the kitchen and would have to stop at every piece of furniture and bend over it and groan. “Help me, Jesus. Help me.” I’m aware this recovery is long and not linear and I’ll go back-and-forth between good days and bad days. The surgeon told me from the beginning it would not be my last surgery. I’m still tremendously restricted in what I can do and will be for months. But I’m not waiting a minute longer to give public praise to my gracious God, my merciful Savior, my life and hope and joy. I could never have imagined feeling this way again and can’t remember the last time I did. Years ago. For all of you who live with unrelenting pain (which by no accident is many of you fellow writers with its brutality on the body), I want you to know I get it and, though I don’t know you personally, lift you up before God‘s throne regularly. With what’s wrong with my bones, I’ll almost certainly be there again unless God forbids it. I know what it’s like to brave up against ceaseless pain and endure it by the grace of God and cast yourself on him to make it and find him so faithful and I also know what it’s like to just want to scream at the top of your lungs, make it stop! Jesus is merciful. And he is good and kind even if he entrusts us with pain as a thorn in the flesh for the rest of our days. But I want to speak hope into you this morning. I pray for your reprieve. I pray for your relief. I care so much. Keep the faith. Trust in Christ’s tender love and devotion toward you. And know to your bones that one day, one sweet sweet day, there will be no more pain.

No human, no system, no scholar, no leader, no pastor, no teacher, no politician, no spouse, no neighbor, no foe, no demon or friend has the right to take your faith in Christ from you. They are not him. He is not them. They are clay. He is Rock. They are vapor. He is forever.

Want to tell you loves something. I know some of you were and are waiting for my thoughts on recent events and I have a lot of them which is one reason why I haven’t shared them publicly. I’ve had plenty of conversations in private. In my family group, diverse opinions and

Life’s hard. Stuff’s painful. Disappoints come. Devil’s got a way to comfort you. He’s a liar. Don’t do something stupid. Choose faithfulness. Don’t give in to that temptation. Open your eyes and see that seduction for what it is. Hold tight to Jesus. He’s the way through. Oh,

I’ve so loved saying the Nicene Creed every week in our worship services. I can’t imagine how it could be anything but valuable, particularly in training us how to articulate what we believe. I also think it’s a good thing to remember that we share this glorious faith in Christ

God help the people who make abuse survivors regret ever coming forward for the sake of others. Oh no no no no no. Think no light thing of it.

Psalm 18 was part of my Bible reading this morning. It’s one of my very favorite psalms but I got to verse 43 & the 1st part of it sent me into considerable thought. “You have freed me from the feuds among the people…” There’s so much I miss about my old life. So much still brings me to tears. So much still so dear and precious to me. Oh mercy, the women I have loved and gotten to serve. But I didn’t realize how utterly exhausting and erosive to the soul the constant feuding in the SBC was till I started recovering from it. Now what you must understand before you characterize all southern Baptist churches by this is that many exist outside the feuding because they either ignore or are uninvolved in convention matters. I have dear friends who still to this day do not understand why I left because they & their SBC churches don’t get into convention politics. I get it. Goodness knows I didn’t mean to get into them. But we are held accountable for knowledge and I was in so deep that I knew too much. I’d like to thank social media for that. I’m pretty much outside that circle these days. Even when I see convention people draw my name into the controversies, I shake my head and whisper, I’m not your girl. I just want to say this morning that being part of constant feuding will cost your soul a fortune that you may not realize you paid until your early grave. I’m not talking now about any denomination or any particular organization. I’m talking in general. It can be inside your home or your workplace or extended family. Or inside your own soul. Maybe you have motivated yourself for years with conflict. You need a fight to keep your blood flowing. It will make you sick, is what I’m trying to say. Constant feuding. It will make you sick not only to be part of it but to try to be the peace keeper in it. I’m not a psychologist. I speak strictly as a fellow person of faith. As a reader of Scripture. We don’t always have to leave an environment to step out of its constant feuding. We can just determine that we’re not going to be part of the poison anymore. Just saying if this speaks to you this morning, I offer Psalm 18:43 as wording for a plea to the Lord. Free me, my Lord and my God, from the feuds among the people. FREE ME before it kills me. The peace of the Lord be with you, my friend. And, boy, do I mean that literally this morning.

Alone at my house, 1st time since surgery. Girls back home. Keith’s shooting clay pigeons with buddies. He just called to check on me and I said, can you bring me home something today? Like what, he said. I don’t know, I said. Just something good. I’ve turned into a 10 yr old.

Ok, friends! Spine surgery’s tomorrow, God willing and healing. Turning off my phone & handing it to my daughters for the next few days so I don’t tweet on pain medication. Can you imagine?!? Do i not have enough problems??? Oh mercy, I love y’all in this silly community more than even makes sense. Thank you for all the prayers! Y’all behave now lest I miss something good.

I do not say this lightly or hastily but with fear & trembling after much deliberation. I think we are experiencing a divine reckoning in America. I don’t think the reckoning is over our having simply sinned. I think it’s over the fact that we have used God & the Bible to do it.

You marvelous loved ones who’ve been praying for me, I was at the Texas Medical Center much of the day and got to see one of the most highly recommended neurosurgeons in Houston. No surprise that I seriously need surgery but the ball is rolling. It will probably take till mid August to do all the things required for it but I am deeply grateful. When he showed me the images, I nearly fainted. It’s no wonder the pain has been unrelenting. I’ll not get into what surgical measures are anticipated because, the thing is, I don’t have a lot of options. I have practically tried it all. This has gone on so long, I can’t even imagine being out of pain. I’m so happy and full of hope that I won’t have to live like this forever!! I won’t carry on about it but, as we get close enough to set a date, I will definitely let you guys know. Until then, just pray for me as the Lord leads and know that he is my joy and keeps my spirit buoyed and my frame strong. He is well able to get me through 8 more weeks! I love you guys in our active little community so much. Thank you for your prayers! They are gold!!! God bless you back 100-fold.

Want to tell you loves something. I know some of you were and are waiting for my thoughts on recent events and I have a lot of them which is one reason why I haven’t shared them publicly. I’ve had plenty of conversations in private. In my family group, diverse opinions and

Y’all.

Y’all just don’t know what I’m dealing with. Now I mean this to be funny because it is so ridiculous. You know my spine and all and how I’m in pretty desperate shape to see a surgeon (supposed to be Friday). Anyway, the severe compression on the nerves in my back not only cause

I have to tell y’all something. For the last 48 hours my physical pain has dropped to about 20% of what it has been for — I’m not exaggerating — YEARS. And it could even get better than that! I’ve had this constant sense in the last two days of, whose body is this??? Y’all don’t know how many times I tried to get just from my bed in the morning to the kitchen and would have to stop at every piece of furniture and bend over it and groan. “Help me, Jesus. Help me.” I’m aware this recovery is long and not linear and I’ll go back-and-forth between good days and bad days. The surgeon told me from the beginning it would not be my last surgery. I’m still tremendously restricted in what I can do and will be for months. But I’m not waiting a minute longer to give public praise to my gracious God, my merciful Savior, my life and hope and joy. I could never have imagined feeling this way again and can’t remember the last time I did. Years ago. For all of you who live with unrelenting pain (which by no accident is many of you fellow writers with its brutality on the body), I want you to know I get it and, though I don’t know you personally, lift you up before God‘s throne regularly. With what’s wrong with my bones, I’ll almost certainly be there again unless God forbids it. I know what it’s like to brave up against ceaseless pain and endure it by the grace of God and cast yourself on him to make it and find him so faithful and I also know what it’s like to just want to scream at the top of your lungs, make it stop! Jesus is merciful. And he is good and kind even if he entrusts us with pain as a thorn in the flesh for the rest of our days. But I want to speak hope into you this morning. I pray for your reprieve. I pray for your relief. I care so much. Keep the faith. Trust in Christ’s tender love and devotion toward you. And know to your bones that one day, one sweet sweet day, there will be no more pain.

Psalm 18 was part of my Bible reading this morning. It’s one of my very favorite psalms but I got to verse 43 & the 1st part of it sent me into considerable thought. “You have freed me from the feuds among the people…” There’s so much I miss about my old life. So much still brings me to tears. So much still so dear and precious to me. Oh mercy, the women I have loved and gotten to serve. But I didn’t realize how utterly exhausting and erosive to the soul the constant feuding in the SBC was till I started recovering from it. Now what you must understand before you characterize all southern Baptist churches by this is that many exist outside the feuding because they either ignore or are uninvolved in convention matters. I have dear friends who still to this day do not understand why I left because they & their SBC churches don’t get into convention politics. I get it. Goodness knows I didn’t mean to get into them. But we are held accountable for knowledge and I was in so deep that I knew too much. I’d like to thank social media for that. I’m pretty much outside that circle these days. Even when I see convention people draw my name into the controversies, I shake my head and whisper, I’m not your girl. I just want to say this morning that being part of constant feuding will cost your soul a fortune that you may not realize you paid until your early grave. I’m not talking now about any denomination or any particular organization. I’m talking in general. It can be inside your home or your workplace or extended family. Or inside your own soul. Maybe you have motivated yourself for years with conflict. You need a fight to keep your blood flowing. It will make you sick, is what I’m trying to say. Constant feuding. It will make you sick not only to be part of it but to try to be the peace keeper in it. I’m not a psychologist. I speak strictly as a fellow person of faith. As a reader of Scripture. We don’t always have to leave an environment to step out of its constant feuding. We can just determine that we’re not going to be part of the poison anymore. Just saying if this speaks to you this morning, I offer Psalm 18:43 as wording for a plea to the Lord. Free me, my Lord and my God, from the feuds among the people. FREE ME before it kills me. The peace of the Lord be with you, my friend. And, boy, do I mean that literally this morning.

We can be deeply grateful Trump’s life was spared and still strongly wish we had different presidential candidates. Humans really are capable of nuance. Trolls are not. But humans are.

Ok, I’m trying to understand how the likes work now. Does this mean Owl Mohler can start liking my posts publicly now and nobody’ll know it?

I’ve so loved saying the Nicene Creed every week in our worship services. I can’t imagine how it could be anything but valuable, particularly in training us how to articulate what we believe. I also think it’s a good thing to remember that we share this glorious faith in Christ

Life’s hard. Stuff’s painful. Disappoints come. Devil’s got a way to comfort you. He’s a liar. Don’t do something stupid. Choose faithfulness. Don’t give in to that temptation. Open your eyes and see that seduction for what it is. Hold tight to Jesus. He’s the way through. Oh,

Alone at my house, 1st time since surgery. Girls back home. Keith’s shooting clay pigeons with buddies. He just called to check on me and I said, can you bring me home something today? Like what, he said. I don’t know, I said. Just something good. I’ve turned into a 10 yr old.

Just because this isn’t Instagram doesn’t mean I can’t post a picture for inspiration. This is on my walk this morning. It’s the road to my house. I just want to say to some of you, Keep on going, sweetheart. That sun’s shining ahead. Bright as the Son. The Light of the World.

No human, no system, no scholar, no leader, no pastor, no teacher, no politician, no spouse, no neighbor, no foe, no demon or friend has the right to take your faith in Christ from you. They are not him. He is not them. They are clay. He is Rock. They are vapor. He is forever.