I am an assistant principal in a middle school (grades 6-8). When I have to search a student's cell phone, I often get sick to my stomach at what I find. It gets worse and worse every year.
"Once intimacy begins to wane, it can become hard to get back on track. One of the keys to reconnecting is understanding that intimacy is a multifaceted thing. In fact, there are five different types of intimacy, and only when we keep all five functioning can we have marriages that feel profoundly connected."
You say you don’t hear from God anymore, but I wonder if you’re really listening. It may be hard to hear Him over the lies that have tried to blind you to His heart for you.
"I asked my husband to pull the car over. 'I’m sick to my stomach,' I said as he held my hand, guiding me to the nearest bathroom. All came out—my dreams for a happy marriage and a promising future all spilled out."
The crux of the issue is not the “law” itself, it’s the deplorable way you’ve treated an entire group of people. And we will not stand for it for another second. Because Jesus wouldn’t.
"He loved me while I sat in strip clubs, and He loved me when I woke hungover from another night of binge drinking. He loved me while my marriage fell apart..."
"I used to think it was a coincidence that I chose to break into the church that night, but now I call it confirmation that God is real, and He answers prayers."
"A recent story emerged in the media about Chick-fil-A stopping donations to anti-LGBTQ Christian charities, and like the good, obedient children we are, we slurped up what the angry masses were serving. How dare Chick-fil-A back down from their Godly principles for the sake of money?!"
