Valerie is a 42-year-old, single, Reformed Christian lady who lives in Baltimore. She doesn't remember a time
before she knew and loved Jesus, but she does remember accepting John Calvin into her heart in March of 2000.
Valerie is a member of Christ Reformed Evangelical Church in Annapolis.
Though her career aspiration is to be a housewife, Valerie has not yet found anyone suitable who wishes to hire
her for employment in that field (or, more properly, anyone suitable has not found her), so in the meantime she
earns her daily bread working in communications -- editing, writing, print design and website management.
Upon reading this post from Doug Wilson it occurred to me that, thanks largely to his repeated teaching on this point, I no longer cringe when I come to the Lord's table. But I haven't learned not to cringe the rest of the time. Cringing is the perpetual posture of my soul at almost every other moment of the week before God and before men. I'm ridiculously insecure and fearful because I forget that even when I'm not there, I always have a place at Christ's table. I am always welcomed by Him to feast on Him. I am always loved by Him. And being loved by Him, I am always safe and secure. I am always the object of His delight. I am always observed, so it always matters what I'm doing. I am always approved, so it's always worth doing what is right. I have a Father. I have a Father. I have a Father....
Posted by Valerie (Kyriosity) at 11:44 AM