Book Review: Whispers of Rest by Bonnie Gray

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Whispers of Rest was alike her previous book in style, approach, and tone. I expected a different avenue of thought but was not terribly disappointed. I felt the book was more of a journal than an illuminating read.

Begin Again: Taming Trauma by Tanya Cowley

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On the outside, there wasn’t a girl closer to God than me. But on the inside, I was full of doubt. I begged for salvation at every altar call, repenting for being broken and traumatized.

#FiveMinuteFriday: Truth (a poem)

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//I have loved you with an everlasting love, I read this scripture scrawled in the crease of a discarded notebook paper, the spiral fringe partied out on the other end – tired and worn like

Book Review: One by Deidra Riggs

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The dialogue must ensue and One is a great conversation starter. It serves as a complimentary piece to many available resources regarding the history of racism and systemic oppression inherent in the founding of our nation.

Begin Again: Why My Worth Is Emerging for Me Now by Julie Loos

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Throughout my whole life, I’ve felt unwanted. When I was a young child, those closest to me threatened to give me up. These individuals were supposed to be my safe place- my home. In reality,

Begin Again: The Eternal Value of Our Work by Dr. Robert Chao Romero

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That simple, yet dangerous, prayer led me to begin again. God soon filled my heart with a new vision: to become a professor and to use the professorial platform to speak and write about issues of race and Christianity.

Begin Again: Overcoming Betrayal by Julia Dale

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In due time, I stepped back into my childhood church and that very day was introduced to a man that would go on to be my surrogate father and officiate over my wedding. This man would connect the dots from my heart to God’s and remind me that my ransom was paid in blood so greatly was I loved. I would come to understand that my value wasn’t tied to a scale and more importantly that there was a place for me in the Kingdom.

Begin Again: When Two Hearts Finally Become One by Meg Weyerbacher

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Husband and I lay, backs on the bed staring at the ceiling, no kids at home. Finally, time alone. How would we spend this time? Would it be as all the times before? Pretending we weren’t hurt? Hovering surface level?