Angela Mackey

Rethinking Christian Life, Rethinking God's Word, Rethinking Life

Is it Really THAT Bad?!

I admit it is easy for me to think much like the Pharisees (Luke 8:10-14), I am glad I am not like that sinner. I mean, I haven’t killed anyone, I have stayed faithful to my marriage vows, and I don’t get high on wine, much less illicit drugs. I have this Christianity stuff down…

Smiles from the Trenches of Infertility

I have decided to start a regular feature on this blog called Smiles from the Trenches of Infertility. Infertility is painful, physically, emotionally and mentally. However there are many things that we experience because of infertility that can plain make you laugh at loud. I hope this feature will help you find joy during your…

The Big Picture

I love to know and understand the big picture. Even my kids crave to know, “why do we have to pick up our toys?!” I try to paint the rosy picture of a house tidy and organized, so when you wanted your teeny-tiny Strawberry Shortcake and her itty-bitty less than a centimeter across plate of…

The Least of These…

Thank you Ann Voskamp for sharing your trip to Guatemala with Compassion. You have inspired me to do more for the “least of these.” Jesus tells us to feed His sheep, to love the “least of these.” So often it is easy to move about my day thinking only of dinner and school and bills…

Lamenting: Is it Ok?

On this infertile journey I have often sobbed and cried out to God. Why? Why me? Why this? Why not me? I have mourned babies that I never got to hold in my womb much less my arms. I have cried tears of joy, anticipation, fear, and pain. At times I would wonder if it…

Faithfulness

“The Lord’s lovingkindnesses indeed never cease, for His compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is Your faithfulness.” Lamentations 3:22-23 (NASB) I like to think that I am faithful. I do not cheat, I do not steal, I mostly do what I say I will do. I am patient, at least most of…

What to do with Longings

As I sat in church one Sunday I was distracted. There was a precious child sitting behind me with his grandparents. He was cooing, drinking a bottle, smiling, and laughing. I smiled and a tear developed in my eye as my heart constricted. I wondered how any of us make it through Sunday morning at…

Rotting on Milk

I picked up a couple of stones, hoping they were the right size and shape. Perfect to put at the bottom of the pot over the hole. I was told the rock allowed the water to drain slowly so the roots had enough water, but the soil didn’t dry too quickly. As I had my…

The High Calling

Just a quick tidbit. I have joined The High Calling Blog network. Why? It is a network that encourages Christ followers to live out their Christian faith in all aspects of life. It is a network of bloggers, readers, leaders, etc who are out to encourage others to be transformed to become more like Christ…

When We Are Not on the Same Page

Infertility seems to short-circuit our brains somehow. We often let our biological clock, out of whack hormones, and general frustrations out on our husbands. They do not understand. They may grieve, they may want children as well, but they do not understand. This problem is not a new one. In 1 Samuel chapter 1 we…