Created in Freedom to Be His Intimate Allies

God created us in freedom to be his intimate allies, and he will not give up on us. He seeks his allies still. Not religion. Not good church people. Lovers. Allies. Friends of the deepest sort.

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Is He Safe?

In C. S.

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And Revelation

Wisdom is crucial. But wisdom is not enough. Wisdom is essential . . . and insufficient.

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God Made You On Purpose

We will never be happy as long as we are trying to live apart from ourselves or in disregard of ourselves, our hearts, our desires, our ache.

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Taking Every Thought Captive

In order for us to live in freedom and become the women we are to become, we need to receive God’s love even in our lowest places. 

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Love Is Chosen

Any parent or lover knows this: love is chosen. You cannot, in the end, force anyone to love you.

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Killing Lions: The Friendships of Men

"Without a friend you cannot live" said Thomas à Kempis. Episode 10 of the Killing Lions video shorts goes behind the scenes into how deep friendships are formed and fought for.

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Killing Lions: Searching for Validation

The need to feel strong, to have what it takes, and to find validation is deep in all of us. True validation comes through attempting tough challenges and through the words spoken over our lives.

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Let God Rewrite Your Story

God is rewriting my story. My story is his story, really, and one day he will tell it in all of its hidden splendor. I will get to hear his take on my days, his perception on what was going on underneath and behind the scenes. He will share with me the many ways he was working all things together for my good, and it will be marvelous to hear. One day he will tell you your story, too. And it will be glorious. God has been loving me, shielding me, and he has been doing the same for you. Though perhaps we do not see it yet as clearly as we one day will...

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An Irreplaceable Role in a Great Adventure

When I was little girl, I used to love World War II movies. I imagined myself being in them. I dreamed of growing up, keeping my hair long, putting it in braids and then tucking them up under my helmet. I planned to disguise my gender so that I could join in. I sensed that the men in these movies were part of something heroic, valiant and worthy. I longed to be a part of it, too. In the depths of my soul, I longed to be a part of something large and good; something that required all of me; something dangerous and worth dying for.

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