When Churches Fall Indestructible

I buckle over at the photos on my screen.  God’s house…up in flames. Egypt. The tyranny of it all. I hear how Christians are hiding their cross necklaces, scribbling out the crucifix tattoos on their wrists, in hopes to hide from the Brotherhood pursuing them. Many remain locked indoors…fearing the percussion of an angry mob.  A […]

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When Churches Burn & We Are Shopping Amazon. Confessions from an American Housewife.

I gasp.  On twitter.  I see it there…. A child extracted from it’s dead pregnant mother, pierced.  Crucified, in it’s own way.  Seeing Jesus, months before she has even breathed. And life sinks from me. I cannot inhale again.  I am empty, breathless. Just like that mom, that infants.  Unable to feel the sting of those […]

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