As I walked the streets of my small midwest town praying for the people and the churches of the town, the words came to me, "Make bitter waters sweet." Those words made no sense at the time. Surely if those words actually came from God they weren't about me. I, the pastor's wife, had a life that other women in my church envied. Shortly after that, my life fell apart and the bitterness that lurked beneath the surface came to the top. But God did not leave me there. Just as He can make crooked paths straight, raise valleys, and lower mountains, so also could He make bitter waters sweet. This blog contains bits and pieces and large chunks of my ongoing journey from bitter waters to sweet.
Sorry if I'm giving you all information overload. I'm doing this to let those who are interested know what's going on. I'm also corralling all this info in one place for me to refer back to when I need it. I have another post on New Calvinism scheduled for in the morning. But until then, here is what Sallie has to say concerning Driscoll and his Macho Man crap:
[Again, for those who missed it. I like men, I think men are important. But I don't buy into focus almost exclusively on the men and give them all sorts of authority when they aren't ready for it and everything will be okay.]