Author and editor Vicki Doulos York freelances for various sources, including LifeWay Publishing. She also assists her husband Kenny, founder and director of Manna Cafe Ministries. Visit her blog, The Doulos Chronicles, at www.douloschronicles.com.
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Clarksville, TN – It’s finally here: opening weekend for Fifty Shades of Grey, “the hotly anticipated film adaptation of the bestselling book that has become a global phenomenon” (Fandango).
I confess that I didn’t want to write this post, but as opening weekend crept closer and closer, it became more and more obvious that a lot of the folks who will be standing in line to see this film are Christians. And I can’t keep silent about that. Therefore, this post is for believers (and not just women; according to MovieTickets.com, 80 percent of Valentine’s Day tickets are being purchased by couples).
Clarksville, TN – The past few days have been absolutely nuts. For those of you who haven’t heard, my husband (Kenny York) is spending two weeks as a homeless man in order to give a voice and face to an invisible population: the homeless of Clarksville, TN.
Back in May, when he told me of his plan, I was a little rattled—but not surprised. This is who he is, and I made up my mind before I married him that I wasn’t going to squelch the part of him that’s not happy unless he’s in the middle of the fray.
Clarksville, TN – A few weeks ago, the news broke that medical waste containing aborted babies was being used to generate electricity in the UK. Shortly thereafter, we learned that this same “medical waste” was being shipped to an electric power facility in Oregon. Thank the Lord, the commissioners of Marion County passed an order last week to stop the incinerator from using aborted babies.
For the moment, “the incinerator must stop accepting medical waste until procedures are in place to ensure aborted babies are not among the substances burned to produce electricity.” «Read the rest of this article»
Clarksville, TN – During the first week of January, Clarksvillians joined forces to offer refuge to those whose lives were at stake as the temperature plummeted. In a matter of hours, businesses, churches, and organizations pulled together, offering to help Manna Café set up an emergency warming shelter.
As Director Kenny York’s wife, I decided to spend as much time at the shelter as possible during its three days of operation. While there, I witnessed many small, hidden gestures and acts of kindness. «Read the rest of this article»
Clarksville, TN – “This can all be yours if you give me your devotion,” Satan said to Jesus (Mt. 4:8–9). Satan is still saying the same thing to us, but we must not think that worshiping him means a literal bowing at some pagan altar. It’s far more subtle than that, but just as fatal to our spirits. In fact, partnering with Satan doesn’t require any literal acknowledgement of Satan as lord; it requires only a submission to his will.
Our society is not only comfortable with gross immorality, we applaud it. Too often, believers applaud it as well. Many times, we’ve said, “Thy will be done” to the enemy by simply turning on the TV; it’s as simple and unremarkable as that. «Read the rest of this article»
Clarksville, TN – Just for a moment, imagine with me . . .
It’s Christmas Day. A light snow is falling. You’re aware that, all over Clarksville, people are crowded in their kitchens, or frantically searching for the wrapping paper, or running to their front doors as relatives and friends arrive.
But you’re not a part of these scenarios. You’re all alone.
You’re scrolling through your Facebook page when there it is: another post claiming that if you love Jesus, you’ll Share the quaint picture or clever saying, and if you don’t Share, you’re obviously ashamed of Him and in danger of hellfire.
There’s something annoying about these posts, you think, but better safe than sorry, and hitting the Share button only takes a second. There’s no harm in it, right?
Think again. «Read the rest of this article»
Clarksville, TN – This past spring, I spent a weekend in Paducah with my sister that involved a whole lot of food, shopping, and yakkity-yak. I also spent a couple of hours doing what little sisters do to big sisters: verbally unloading all my internal garbage as she patiently listened, urged me to continue, and handed me tissues.
On my way home from Paducah, it hit me that I’d used the words “afraid” or “anxious” or “worried” dozens of times as I’d told my sister about the issues that plagued me. I was appalled to realize that fear was a daily part of my life. I was a daughter of God but being smothered by fear. So the Lord and I had a talk about it, and He suggested a seven-day fast . . . but not your typical fast. «Read the rest of this article»
Clarksville, TN – In the winter of 2006–7, while in the middle of a divorce, I plummeted into a mental state unlike anything I’ve experienced before or since. This was not simply a case of the blues. I lost all interest in the activities that constituted life: people, writing, my job, food, recreation, and daily rituals like grocery shopping.
The moment I woke, I longed for bedtime—for escape—and yet I couldn’t sleep. Nausea, confusion, and exhaustion plagued me. Smiling was impossible in the face of intolerable sadness. Pulling myself out of bed each morning was torment. «Read the rest of this article»
Many of us spent our youth either trying to coerce our ringlets into straight locks or torching our straight hair with curling devices, only to discover later in life that we love our hair. I didn’t make friends with my own curls until my thirties. Finally, I appreciated my hair and wanted to treat it with kindness.
After a bit of research, I stumbled on the “no-poo” method of hair care. Yes, it’s a ridiculous name, but it simply refers to a hair care system that involves no shampoo—i.e., no ‘poo. «Read the rest of this article»
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