Life of Worship

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how we love

how we love

Lillee bounces down the aisle and slides into the pew like she comes to this church with us every week. She pulls a hymn book out of the rack. When time comes for the children’s sermon, she beats everyone to the platform steps and takes a seat next to Miss Jeannie,...

life of worship
how brokenness sings
how brokenness sings

how brokenness sings

They found the lump in August. By September she was bald.  The wall of her chest, I mean.  Cut clean from the cancer, but also dismembered from her femininity.  And the healing was long and slow.  Most of the scars, they still ache, when she thinks of it all....