Closet Pharisee

Even though I fell in love with Jesus early in my life, there grew an inward bent of my soul, slowly and stealthily, that was hardly noticeable.  I'm not sure exactly how it started.  Maybe it was the subconscious joy I found in the acclaim of people in being such a "good Christian."  Maybe I couldn't help but notice how much "better" I was than my peers.  Somewhere along the way, I began to delight in my good works more than the work of Jesus. 

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Servanthood: the Path to Greatness

The first shall be your slave, the greatest shall be your servant. This goes against the grain of every natural inclination in me. It is my default to see how I can climb the ladder of greatness, whether in the realm of motherhood, the world of blogging, or within my own circles of friends. I often find myself trying to become "greater" without even realizing it. 

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