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Welcome to Fractured Saints

a Christian blog for the broken ones

The Ungrateful Plenty

Every year I sit down with family and friends and we take time to say thanks for the things we have. But as I sat down to write a post about thanksgiving I kept coming back to how amazingly blessed I am and how little I take time to stop and realize it. I choose to...

Joy in the Face of Unmet Expectations

I had good plans to continue to teach my child how to ride a bike. A solid structure that had worked before. But those involved had other plans and needs. I didn’t like that. I had the steps that we needed to do, but we weren’t doing them. We were...

Solidarité & Paix

I’m not really sure where to go today. It’s hard to avoid current events and just go on posting from my list of ideas as if nothing was going on in the world. It saddens me for France that this terror has been enacted on them and it saddens me that men...

Pass It On

Yeah yeah yeah, it was a great Christian song back in the 70 and 80’s but that’s not what I am talking about. I am talking about legacy. Now that I have kids and I am trying to raise them to be Godly, I am looking over the traits and characteristics that I...

Pride Leads To Division

I don’t know everything. I don’t believe everything in the Bible is clear cut and black and white. There are some things that I believe are clear and those things I am not willing to negotiate on. As my church puts it, “Sin is the problem, Jesus is...

An American Prayer

Dear Lord, Thank you for the blessings you have lavished upon me, my family, my friends, and our country. The wealth, lifestyle, and riches that I take for granted and even deem insufficient. Help me put off the chains of scarcity (not enough time, talent, money,...

Constant

Wind blows Seasons change Moods shift Cultures transition Science disproves People waver Nations rise and fall Powers crumble But You oh Lord You remain Unchanging Abiding Enduring Constant...

Restoration

I have passed over it many times. It sat there gathering dust, mostly missing and broken. The grandeur and the bustle had calmed to a silent stillness. Not that it was ever huge. Big for me but not huge for some folks. It was a blog that was a place for me to process...