Failure...not much of a Thanksgiving theme.
We need committed friendships and regular fellowship that we aren’t quick to walk away from.
I never understood, until I looked into their eyes.
My identity is in question, and so is yours.
Good Friday...Seems a strange title for history's darkest day. The Righteous Judge condemned in a mock trial. Truth Himself falsely accused. Love hated. The Savior rejected. The King stripped and despised. Healer of the deaf heard "Crucify Him!" Creator of all felt thorns on His brow. Hands that fed thousands took nails for those fed. Whips tore His flesh… Continue reading What’s So Good?
My dear fellow Jesus-lover... be encouraged!
Rejection...oh, how it stings. We don't live long on this planet before encountering it. So many emotions come into play - pain, anger, disillusionment, loneliness, despair... Jesus knew this pain well. On the night before His crucifixion, Jesus shared an intimate meal with His closest earthly friends. Only two people in that room knew what… Continue reading Praying through Rejection
Sometimes I feel so on top of things. The days are going just as scheduled. Everything is flowing nicely. I’m checking things off that endless “to-do” list and loving the feeling of accomplishment. And other days, it’s quite the opposite. Like today. I’m sitting here in my cozy, quiet-time chair, not because the house is… Continue reading Lessons from my Old Guitar
I just can't get over God. His unstoppable, relentless, extravagant love...it astounds me. It undoes me. Nothing in human experience compares to such audacious, undeterred devotion. Today, I've been reading the story of the "prodigal son" (Luke 15). Actually, I think we should call it the story of the "gracious father," because really, it's the… Continue reading A New Me
"You can use my keys, Daddy," she offered in her tiny sweet voice. Our baby girl held up her plastic rainbow keys as Hubby prepared to leave for the day. Sweet. Thoughtful. Adorable. But of course, completely impractical. Hubby knew they would never start his car. But do you know what I noticed? He didn't… Continue reading Apple of His Eye