When I moved to New York, looking for a church felt like being dropped in the middle of Hunger Games. Left to fend for yourself in a new place with tons of distractions competing for your time, you hoped the odds would be in your favor.
Category: Church and Religion
I’m Salty: You Are Too
Editor’s Comment: The following post is a guest post from Kyndra Frazier (contact@KyndraFrazier). Its contents have only been edited for syntax and flow. As with all guest posts, the views reflected herein do not necessarily reflect the views of editors or the owner of NotCinderella.com. Did you know your body primarily consists of water and salt?…
On Being a Pastor and Pregnant (and Why I Can’t Carry Your Weight)
I found out I was pregnant at the happiest place on earth. It was Mother’s Day and I was on vacation at Disney World. Go figure. I noticed my normally regular period hadn’t come which is usually no biggie. I would chalk it up to stress. Except now, thanks to acupuncture, I was used to…
Reconsidering Hell
HELL. As a child growing up there weren’t too many words that could incite so much fear into my little body. I had never seen the place before, but the grown-ups at church made sure I knew what it looked like. A burning lake of fire. Gnashing of teeth. Yelling. Torture. Thirst. Devil with a pitchfork…optional.
Jesus is Not Your Bae, Boo or Man.
Last week, as part of the spouse challenge, a woman named Teneka Griffin posted some pictures that were edited to make it appear as if she was is in a relationship with Jesus. She posted them with a long paragraph about her love for her man and although she never said his name, it was…
The Russian Roulette of Religion.
Choosing what to wear to church is like playing Russian roulette. It’s either hit or miss. Add to that being a female in leadership and you just upped the ante. Now you’re playing with a fully loaded clip. Don’t let it be a special Sunday with a female guest preacher. Boom. You’re dead and you’re…
