I’m here, in Panama City Beach, Florida, finding my way as I come to a place where “family” may be found again, having returned from the far country of exile that was Hurricane Michael and COVID-19, where my husband died, like a modern day Naomi. I...
Once again today I was in conversation with a Christian who confessed to having felt shame and condemnation over some harsh, hurtful accusations thrown at her by someone who is supposed to love and encourage her. It happens. People in relationships, friends or...
This week I received an email from a pastor who is in leadership in our denomination. She was inviting me to serve on a non-profit board operated by our denomination. In the meeting minutes that covered board nominations, I was listed as “Rev. Cathy Byrd.”...
