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Who Killed My Dad?

My father is not in the best of health right now, but he is getting better. The primary spiritual culprit behind the attacks on his health was found a little while ago.

So it puzzled me that this month in August/Elul I began repeatedly hearing a lyric from the notorious anime Kill la Kill, a show that, in a nutshell, follows a girl on a quest to avenge her father’s murder (and stumbles on a piece of rejected armor): I’ve got to find out who killed my dad; I hear the voice of you in my mind...

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Out of Religion, Into Relationship: Part 2

Continuing the story of my journey into an experiential relationship with God.

The Turning Point. My existential distress during my college years came to a head in an unexpected way. I can’t even explain why what happened hit me so hard. At the time, I was living in a dorm for women in the center of campus that had an unofficial reputation for being the virgin dorm.

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Out of Religion, Into Relationship: Part 1

This is the story of my journey to wholehearted healing and connection.

The Setup. I grew up in a very small evangelical church with liberal leanings relative to the rest of the Church of Christ denomination. They embraced women as capable leaders, deacons, teachers, and servants within the church partly out of necessity because of their small population, but also out of general Bible study and local professional attitudes. The church denominational theology was organized around the cessationist premise that the gifts of the Holy Spirit ceased after the time of the first apostles. My congregation neither endorsed nor repudiated that belief directly, and I had no experience or knowledge that would cause me to question that premise or its effects.

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Pranked by the Wine of Jesus' Blood

Jesus is hilarious, and this true story is too good of an illustration not to share. I wrote the original draft on September 29, 2016, not long after I reached legal drinking age.

I woke up early from a dream. For the first time ever, I had been prompted to intercede on my own for another family! My heart was full of joy. After praying for them and praising God, I didn't want to go back to sleep, and I had hours to use at my leisure, so I waited until my parents got up and made pancakes. This process went suspiciously smoothly...

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