Note to Self: Stop Saying “I Can’t”
At some point in my life—not that long ago, I’m afraid—I realized I said these two words a lot. I can’t memorize like I used to. I can’t keep anything in my head for more than about ten seconds. I can’t take on one more thing....So Where’s the Fruit? Thoughts on John 15 and the Sower and Seed
“I want more fruit, Lord. I want much fruit.” My prayer ran more or less along the lines of that vague reference to John 15. It was summer, and my parents’ blueberry bushes groaned with fruit. I was jealous. In the Love of Christ, my roots ran as...How Much of a Day of Rest Should Sunday Really Be?
When we left my Independent Fundamental Baptist roots (not because of rules so much, or a particular bad experience, but because in our study of the Bible, some of our beliefs had changed so fundamentally that we no longer fit), in searching for where we belonged in...What Does It Mean to Live in Community?
This was a question that someone asked me who hadn’t been to church in a while, because for some, the church can sometimes seem hurtful. As I’m wont with expressions that seem trendy, I said, “That expression seems trendy, and it isn’t in the Bible. So let’s...Free From Sin
“How can I pray for you?” I asked my friend. She mentioned a few things. Then she hesitated. “I have so much trouble with sin,” she said. “I keep sinning. I feel suspicious of people, that they don’t like me. I’m so jealous—-I see other people doing well, and I feel...
I’m Rebecca Davis, a writer, book coach, speaker, wife, mother, grandmother, compassionate witness, prayer minister, advocate for the oppressed, and lover of Jesus who lives in Greenville, South Carolina.
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