If “Jane” From The Master’s University Were to Seek “Biblical Counseling”
As Providence would have it, when “Jane’s” account of rape in the environment of The Master’s University went viral last week (link), I was barely aware, because I was cleaning bathrooms and listening to lectures on abuse. One of them was “Helping Women with Child...Nothing Like The Sheep Sermon to Make You Feel Stupid, Disgusting, and Useless
Not long ago I visited a church where I got to hear The Sheep Sermon again. It had been quite a while, years I guess. But The Sheep Sermon hadn’t changed a whole lot over the years. It even still had the part about the broken leg. You may have heard some version of...In Which I Have a Small Argument With a Puritan About Suffering
Recently someone asked me to comment on Facebook on a quotation from a Puritan. I told her I found the quotation troubling enough to make a blog post out of it. Here, finally, is the promised post. My friend said, “When I read this quote, I thought it was true and...Reflections on My 60th Birthday: Reframing My Name
Sixty years is one of those zero milestones, you know. So I’m remembering. I remember that as a young person I didn’t like my name. My sisters had names that meant “lady,” “little lamb,” and “princess.” My name? It meant “snare” or “restraint” or “binding.”...
I’m Rebecca Davis, a trauma-informed writer, book coach, speaker, compassionate witness, prayer minister, and lover of Jesus who lives in Greenville, South Carolina.
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