Glory, Glory, Glory
Those Corinthians were recalcitrants. (That’s one of my current favorite words.) When Paul wrote 2 Corinthians, he was having trouble in pretty much every conceivable area of his life. The influential Jewish leaders, who were the self-professed enemies of...On Holiness and Human Waste
Do you think your verbal expressions are justified? You rather enjoy the inadvertent blush of some less-trendy peers or the blanch of the older generation? And of course you have strong feelings, so you need strong expressions to express them. And this is part of our...No More Night of the Living Dead
“Mama, Grandma’s eyes are open, but she’s breathing like she’s asleep.” “Thank you darling.” I dropped what I was doing and hastened to Grandma’s bedroom, where she lay, resting between death and life. I waved my hand in front of the unresponsive eyes. I put my hand...Broken Wall, Torn Curtain
At the end of November, 1989, we welcomed Stephen Davis into the world. At the very same time, the Berlin wall was coming down. I remember watching it on television—me, the young mother who had been suffering with debilitating morning sickness, exhausted by my...
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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