Taming of a Pharisee, Part 2 (or… A Seven Year Old Sinner Meets Jesus)

The Part Where the Girl Meets Jesus: Remember the hell from yesterday? At some point, I figured out I was going there. In first grade, my Sunday School teacher taught her room full of tiny terrors the sinners prayer and I understood mighty fast I qualified. I told lies to keep from getting in trouble. … Read moreTaming of a Pharisee, Part 2 (or… A Seven Year Old Sinner Meets Jesus)

The Taming of a Pharisee, Part 4 (or, The Start of the Dark Years)

Sometimes a heart breaks over time, a piece falling out here and there. I remember the day mine fell on the floor and shattered in a million micro- bits.   First Love When I entered this world kicking and screaming, three beautiful faces smiled down on one of the ugliest babies on record. Early on, I … Read moreThe Taming of a Pharisee, Part 4 (or, The Start of the Dark Years)

Taming of a Pharisee, Part Last (or… The End)

This is my apology. I wish I’d done this sooner. No, I’m not being too hard on myself. You see, it’s one thing to make mistakes, bump into others and hurt them in the process. It happens. It’s called being human. It’s another  entirely to say you represent Jesus, especially  in leadership and point folks … Read moreTaming of a Pharisee, Part Last (or… The End)