Musings of a Woman

The setting was perfect. The excitement was genuine. A cuppa at Java coffee with a friend I had not seen in ages. In the end, I felt angry, I felt helpless. I cried. Here she was, a young lady, going through so much torment in her short life. And there I was, listening and asking…

Worshipeatrics

We were created for worship. Recently, I read a post on my friend’s Facebook timeline. It was from some guy I didn’t know but who had a pertinent question to regular churchgoers. Are they getting distracted by how worship is being led nowadays? He listed some of the distractions, some of which you could be…