Author: Dorothy Boulware

I like equating prayer with walking because it’s an ongoing action that’s rhythmic and progressive. And it’s something I can do easily and without help or props, even when I don’t feel like it. I can choose to move when nothing in me agrees.The prayer-walking biblical character who speaks volumes to me, although not so … Continue reading Enoch walked With God…until

Knowing who he is Knowing who you are in him You don’t need to re introduce yourself. You know he made you. You don’t need to ask for salvation. You know you’re already redeemed. You don’t have to explain why you showed up. You know he was watching out for you. You don’t need to … Continue reading Just step to him correctly

The preachers have been working all week, at least, trying to put the crowning cap on that sermon, one of seven, that will distinguish itself from the platform collective. Father, forgive them for they know not what they do. Luke 23:34 Today you will be with me in paradise. Luke 23:43 Woman, behold your son. … Continue reading Any God’s (Good) Friday

The feet that Jesus washed that Thursday on his way to the cross were not nearly so dainty and manicured as the ones we present in worship these days. Jesus had a meal with the disciples as he often had, explaining that this would be the last one before he accomplished the crucifixion for which … Continue reading The feet that Jesus washed

I want to be dancing in the river rivers of living waters waters that never stop moving, rising, overflowing I want to be stepping in the river rivers of living waters waters that never stop cleansing, healing, sealing I want to be walking in the river rivers of living waters waters that never stop quenching … Continue reading Rivers of living waters

This is a major story for me and many of my longtime friends would want to know when on earth have I ever been outside the church. It’s true. Most of my almost 67 years have been spent in a delicate relationship with some organized church. It’s the way I was brought up. It was … Continue reading Things I learned outside church

Every Sunday the same song. No, really. Every Sunday. Every time there was an opportunity for what Black Baptists call “devotions,” the opening during which everyone could participate with a hymn or a prayer, a scripture or a testimony. I noticed that most people chose the same type each time. And within that choice, it … Continue reading The Same Song

I wonder sometimes what my life would be like if I’d never met you And then I realize that I can’t possibly know, can’t even imagine Cause there haven’t been many days that I haven’t seen your face Cause there haven’t been many times when I haven’t heard your voice Sensed your smell. Perceived your … Continue reading Loving you long

It’s no ordinary love. It’s not like any other love we’ve ever experienced. It’s a love that’s determined to love us for no reason other than that God chooses to love us. It’s a love we can’t diminish or increase because it’s not circumstantial. It’s a love that is targeted toward but rises up within … Continue reading God’s love