Tidy Up

It’s all the rage so I had to join in. I have been watching Marie Kondo and her “KonMari” method on Tidy Up, Netflix. If you are not familiar, she takes untidy people and helps them not only clean up their spaces but find joy and gratitude in their lives as well. Her exuberance about…

Lift Up Your Hands

I will lift up my hands toward your commandments, which I love, and I will meditate on your statutes.  Psalm 119:48 ESV Hands raised in worship. I have been part of this very common occurrence at our church at the weekend services. When a song strikes a chord in my soul, the action of lifting my hands…

Not So Silent Night

Now that Christmas Eve is here, I have been thinking about the first event that would mark the day Jesus was born. I have often wondered about the true environment of the Bethlehem that night. It must have been like one big family reunion with all the hometown boys returning to register their families with the government….

A Lump of Coal

Our family is currently living through some very disappointing circumstances. A family member has left us to find what was missing in his life, leaving us missing him. The funny thing is, in the midst of our grief, God has given us beauty. We have experienced His love in some very tangible ways. His strength has given us peace, and a knowing that He does not intend to destroy us. His goal is good, bringing spiritual growth through a stronger and more focused relationship with Him.

Weak is the New Strong

Paul says nothing matters more than knowing Christ and it is worth every bit of suffering if it brings a closer relationship. He welcomed weakness because with it he welcomed more of Jesus. And that brought him great joy. It can work for you as well.

Enough Is Enough

A couple of years ago, I was prompted to write a poem. You need to know poetry is not really in my wheelhouse but God called and I followed. What I wrote was in response to words I had heard from someone who was struggling with identity, with circumstances, with life. Being enough seemed out of reach. I know from my own experience it’s easy to go down the road of adding other words to myself like rejected, hopeless, broken, and unlovable. Thank God for His grace and mercy. God rescues us by pulling us from the slimy pit we find ourselves in.

Sometimes You Just Want to Be Carried

Our lives are filled with many responsibilities, one of which is being there when others need help. The whole loving your neighbor is wrapped up in this idea. Galatians 6:2 tells us to “carry one another’s burdens, and in this way, you will fulfil the law of Christ.” But what happens when the path seems too long or there are events you did not anticipate that leave you wondering if you can make it?

Wild Fire

    It has happened again. Fire has ravaged our lives. I am reposting a piece that I wrote a few years back. The truth is still true and I have found the value of having a firm place to stand and that, I am thankful for. The smell of smoke lingers in the air…

Sabbath Sweet Sabbath: Sunday Driving

  Sundays were for going on drives when I was a kid. My parents would load us into the car and we would head out for a day of seeing what we could see. Sometimes the mountains, sometimes the desert, we would take to the back roads just to get out of the house and…

You Want Me to Change the World Where?

  “I just want to do something that makes a difference,” my daughter cried during a phone call with her this week. Work had been rough that day and the job seemed the wrong vehicle for world change. She felt trapped, ineffective, and hopeless. Why couldn’t she have a job that mattered? I feel for…