7 Ways I Would Do Christianity Differently

Constance, I have been s blessed to run across this amazing blogger…he could definitely sit around the same side of the campfire as me! So far he has rung the bell solid and true each and every time. Best of all? I sense that he would embrace the vision I sign off with: Do Justly. Love Mercy. Walk Humbly
Love, Charissa



Stephen Mattson

Faith is a journey, a Pilgrim’s Progress filled with mistakes, learning, humble interactions, and life-changing events. Here are a few things I would do differently if I could go back and start over:

1. I wouldn’t worry about having the right answers.

There’s a misconception that the Bible is the Ultimate Answer Book and Christianity is a divine encyclopedia presenting the solutions to life’s biggest questions. In reality, the Christian faith is about a relationship with Christ instead of an academic collection of right or wrong doctrines.

Rather than wasting time, energy, and resources on superficial theological issues — I would focus more of getting to know Jesus. Never let a desire for “being right” obstruct your love for Christ.

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The Heroines of My Life: Interview with Bobbie Lang

The Heroines of My Life: Interview with Bobbie Lang.

Constance, this interview has left me wrung out…this woman is such an inspiration to me, her faith and dedication and love of God.  And her story honestly terrifies me too…the rejection she endured, the judgement and transphobia…only Mama knows the grace she received to keep on going in the face of all.

Constance, even if you aren’t christian, her faith and determination will inspire you.

“Let It Go” from Frozen: It fits!

Constance, you know the movie Frozen, yes?  Well, these lyrics are amazing in how they depict what life is like so often for me…on the inside.

“Let It Go”

The snow glows white on the mountain tonight
Not a footprint to be seen
A kingdom of isolation,
And it looks like I’m the queen.

The wind is howling like this swirling storm inside
Couldn’t keep it in, heaven knows I tried!

Don’t let them in, don’t let them see
Be the good girl you always have to be
Conceal, don’t feel, don’t let them know
Well, now they know!

Let it go, let it go
Can’t hold it back anymore
Let it go, let it go
Turn away and slam the door!

I don’t care
What they’re going to say
Let the storm rage on,
The cold never bothered me anyway!

It’s funny how some distance
Makes everything seem small
And the fears that once controlled me
Can’t get to me at all!

It’s time to see what I can do
To test the limits and break through
No right, no wrong, no rules for me I’m free!

Let it go, let it go
I am one with the wind and sky
Let it go, let it go
You’ll never see me cry!

Here I stand
And here I’ll stay
Let the storm rage on!

My power flurries through the air into the ground
My soul is spiraling in frozen fractals all around
And one thought crystallizes like an icy blast
I’m never going back,
The past is in the past!

Let it go, let it go
And I’ll rise like the break of dawn
Let it go, let it go
That perfect girl is gone!

Here I stand
In the light of day
Let the storm rage on,
The cold never bothered me anyway!


The Parents Project | Interview: Debi Jackson

The Parents Project | Interview: Debi Jackson.

Please go read this interview.  It tells my story too, in its own way…the story of ostracization based on outward appearance only…and then it has my promise as well…the promise of overcoming by maintaining the faith and trust regardless of others…

just so inspiring.  thank you, debi jackson!



Grace: God’s Hiding Place

The Way of Grace and the Way of Nature

Constance…this devotional just rang my bell every which way…of course, right?  On Grace…


Here is a salient part:

The life that is grace-filled lives for others, revels in the beauty and wonder of the created world, and extends a gracious forgiveness toward others. It is this grace-filled life that the now adult Jack remembers as a clue to God’s whereabouts. The gracious way in which his mother lived, and the way his younger brother extended forgiveness to the young Jack after he viciously shot him in the hand with a pellet gun provide the first hints for God’s hiding place. Jack recalls, “Brother, mother, it was they who led me to your door.” In these grace-filled human encounters, the doorway is opened to God’s dwelling place.

I would be honored if you read the whole thing…and then sat and seriously pondered the question:

“How do I go about living a grace-full life?

Love, Charissa