And I love it. I love what a large church provides for me: Great teaching. Large and well organized children’s programs, vibrant worship with great production values, a wide variety of people making it easy to find kindred spirits and friends in my life stage.
Social justice is perhaps one of the most common topics in today’s culture. All of the injustices that happen, both locally and globally are troubling. I have been exploring the question regarding the relationship between the Gospel and social justice. Thus far, I have studied what Scripture has to say in regards to this topic as well as what minds throughout Christian history said regarding this topic.
After two whole days of nonstop raining, I got into my car on a damp and dismal morning. The grey clouds matched the greyness that had crept into my demeanor. I felt like I was driving in a fog, only seeing the road a few feet in front of me.
I am ashamed to say this, but transparency is my goal, so here goes:
My family is Jamaican and, until 4yrs ago, I could not cook.
Yes. I am a Jamerican (Jamaican-American) who did not learn how to cook until I was in my late 20s. My excuse? My mom was always there to cook plus I was the baby of my family so there were other people who cooked.
I am proud to say that now that I’m in my 30s, I can cook (still no full Jamaican meals but I’m making progress) and I can bake. Thank God for the deliverance!
Sweet One. Stop striving. You know that feeling when you are simply so tired. When the world isn’t in colours because your brain doesn’t actually have enough energy to compute them. When you feel empty and lifeless and full of regret. When you believe you are the sum of; the words you have said and those that have been said about you. It is so easy to get bogged down in the ideas of others, the pressures of who people want you to be and what they want you to do.