by Tammy Kennington | Jun 30, 2016
All of my self-created, self-proclaimed, self-protective vows could fill a book. You know, the ones whispered under my breath when I’ve been near bursting with anger…fear…judgment…hurt. Those silent promises and I-will-nevers intended to set a...
by Tammy Kennington | Feb 11, 2016
I vividly remember standing beneath the wooden doorframe of my bedroom–terrified of the imagined evil lurking in the five inches of space beneath mattress and covers. I stood motionless…weighing the options. The risks? Certain punishment if I refused to quickly...
by Tammy Kennington | Aug 22, 2012
Lystra, a small boomtown perched alongside a bustling Grecian highway, was known for its wild living and wilder religious practices. It was also the boyhood home of Timothy, an early church leader. What do we know of Timothy’s childhood years? We know his...