ALL RESOURCES BY Leslie Williams

Leslie Williams

Author Bio:
Leslie Williams is adjunct professor for Midland College. She holds a Ph.D. in English from the University of Houston and a certificate of special studies from Episcopal Seminary of the Southwest. Leslie is the wife of Stockton Williams, Episcopal priest, and the mother of two teenagers, Jerre and Caroline.

Her new book When Women Build the Kingdom will be available in May 2006 from Crossroad Publishers.

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5.21.06(Personal Reflection)

Holiness of Daily Tasks >

Having recently been potty-trained, Joy pranced proudly down the hall to the bathroom. When she stood on the stool to wash her hands, she spotted the lemon-shaped soap and clapped her hands.

7.10.05(Personal Reflection)

What Difference Does Character Make? >

An oilman discovered that someone was slant-drilling—illegally extracting oil from his property.

10.3.04(Bible Reflection)

Timing, Cost, and Sand Sandwiches >

A clear creek laughs and gurgles through the hills, pooling in the deep shade of cypress trees. A dozen cabins rest among clusters of mesquite and cedar; children splash in the river and parents read in lawn chairs. A chapel crowns the hill view of…

9.12.04(Personal Reflection)

Integrity in Difficult Situations >

My grandfather made and lost three fortunes before, during, and after The Depression.

6.6.04(Personal Reflection)

Cavorting to Christianity >

Words are sneaky creatures that don't carry the proper load of meaning unless we choose them carefully. One youngster wrote in a church school: "St. Paul cavorted to Christianity. He preached holy acrimony, which is another name for marriage."

Like…

2.29.04(Personal Reflection)

A Week of Prayer . . . and My Worst Week in Six Months >

Armed with prayer and good intentions, I resolved in the coming week to make every action a beautiful expression of faith.

2.1.04(Personal Reflection)

Who Cares? >

An old man came to the house after my grandfather's funeral. While others brought casseroles and tidbits of spoken comfort dredged from their personal faith, the old man found a chair and sat in silence, hat in his lap. An hour or so later on his way out, he said, "I don't know what to say. But Earl meant a lot to me."

8.10.03(Personal Reflection)

Thy Kingdom Come >

In the eight years since I received my doctorate, my career path looks like this: adjunct professor; dean of fine arts/communications; full-time professor; program administrator; unemployed.

In the academic food chain, the same path would be: minnow…

6.15.03(Personal Reflection)

The Real Thing >

When I was seven, I wanted to be Phyllis because she had the prettiest voice in the choir. At fifteen, I wanted to be Kathy because she looked like a flower blossom, and I looked like an asparagus stalk. At thirty, I wanted to be every pregnant woman…

6.8.03(Personal Reflection)

We Interrupt You Now for Your Most Important Work >

"Ants pick a carcass cleaner than a lion."

Rev. Thomas had been the minister of a small church for almost a year and was thrilled when the World Hunger rally organizers asked him to speak. This would be his most important…