Fig Leaf

-Beth Wangler

Wrestling in the dark with unbelief,Hiding from your eyes my sins so base.I was born clutching a fig leaf,A broken image alive in disgrace. In a world of sinners I am the chief.Your halls of light I would only effaceWith my unclean presence, however brief.You call to me, and when I don’t come, chase, But …

The Strength of Weakness

It seems to be a common thought, at least in Christian circles (and maybe outside, too, I don’t know) that when we go through trials, we come out stronger.  This is (as far as my limited experience can tell) true, by and large, as long as we learn from the trials.  But I do not …

Annoying Me

This is a post about things that annoy me, of varying levels of silliness and seriousness, in no particular order. 1. Peanut Butter  I don’t like peanut butter, except occasionally on peanut butter and honey sandwiches.  Yet most of the world strangely seems to be in love with it.  It sneaks into everything.  There’s always …