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.
You don't hear a lot of sermons that need to be preached because of lack of balance in the pulpit.
Men have tipped the scale and stacked the deck against women so bad, there's a lot, a lot, a lot that gets missed and is miss understood in this world.
2 comments:
talk about TRUTH in that article!
lol you never hear sermons about that! I guess that is due to most of them being men doing the preaching.
You don't hear a lot of sermons that need to be preached because of lack of balance in the pulpit.
Men have tipped the scale and stacked the deck against women so bad, there's a lot, a lot, a lot that gets missed and is miss understood in this world.
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