Why I Wrote MEEK NOT WEAK

Why I Wrote MEEK NOT WEAK

I was a bitter clinger. My womb was barren. My marriage was rocky. The exile from our church hurt. I was resentful of those who blocked my chosen path and my hands held fast to my good plans. Frustrated and discontent, I huffed my way through the wilderness. I was not meek. Then I Met…

More Meek?

Mom, that sounds like you and Dad arguing, ya’ know? So interjected seven-year-old Gabe, as I wrote this very post yesterday. In the background, a radio talk show host was arguing with a caller. I wish I could say his comment was scripted. In May I posted an introduction to Mademoiselle Meekness.  I offered some reasons…

Meet Meekness

The man who is truly meek is the one who is amazed that God and man can think of him as well as they do. – D. M. Lloyd Jones  May I introduce you to Mademoiselle Meekness?   She befriended me years ago, but it’s been a bit on-again, off-again. I’ve been the weak link,…