Sometimes I just can’t control my tongue. It was not a good day. For whatever reason, we were just off. I was irritable and impatient. I found myself correcting every little infraction, every childish noise. The more I corrected, the more frustrated I became. And the more my kids acted up. After snapping at one of my children, I… Continue reading Taming the Tongue
by Meredith Mills @DazzledByTheSon I’ll never forget what I saw that day. I had heard of slavery, but to me it was a remote problem - a shameful period in our nation's history and a distant atrocity in far-away lands. And then I saw them. Flesh and blood people trapped in the insidious web of… Continue reading Redeemed and Set Free
“Look! The virgin will conceive and bear a Son, and they will call Him Emmanuel, which means ‘God with us’” (Matt 1:23) NET. God.with.us. Those three words astound me. For thousands of years, God had been worshiped from afar. His holiness stood in stark contrast to mankind’s sin. A thick veil separated His earthly presence… Continue reading This Changes Everything
By Meredith Mills @DazzledByTheSon “You can’t deny that one’s yours!” That was the comment we heard as my husband carried our littlest into the church where he would be speaking later that morning. It’s true - she definitely bears his image. In fact, I’ve been told she's the female version of him as a child.… Continue reading Look-alikes
Theology meets daily life - what freedom in Christ means today.
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?
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