Truth. Love. Joy.
Have you felt that you were waiting for God? Did you ever feel like the wallflower at the party? Or that God was like a date and you were stood up? What do you do when God is silent? Do you standstill? Do you brazenly move forward? Do you make inquiry after inquiry only to
“Grace, that’s what we say before we eat.” My youngest son said when we started talking about this virtue today over waffles and eggs. Yes, it is a short prayer recited before or after a meal to invoke a blessing upon the food or give thanks for it. BUT…that’s not what we are talking about here.
L O V E <— how are you doing with this in your life…loving? Each week in February I’m going to talk about… L O V E I know it’s a little “cliche” to be talking about this in the month of February, but stick with me as I unpack the most commonly sited scripture
So often in this crazy world of ours, we expect instant results. We have grown accustomed to fast food, drive thrus, instant messaging, tweeting, and digital photos {remember the days of 35mm photos? Where we had to wait until the film was developed to see if you were caught mid-blink?} Some off us, okay, I’m
These. are. wise. words. It’s so easy to be envious of others, but we are neither equipped to handle the blessings or the struggles of another’s journey. When I find myself wanting the life or marriage or ministry of someone else, I speak these simple words out loud. They offer me immediate perspective and… …calm
In the past when I thought of the word division or divisive it rubbed me wrong. There is a certain harshness to the thought that people, once united, would decide to divide or head separate ways. I don’t picture a clean break, but one that leaves jagged edges and hard hearts. Recently, there have been
One of my most favorite times of day is during the evening hours- when the dishes are done, house is picked up ,and I have donned my ‘comfy’ pants. (It’s true. Probably not super stylish, but part of my nightly ritual!) I cuddle in to be with my kids. I breathe…or maybe it is more
People leave “marks” in our lives. This poem touched my heart as I reflected upon the special people I’ve been blessed to know, learn from, grow from. Those who in big ways and in small ways have left me forever changed. May these words mark your heart like they did mine. Because of people like
Seasons. Change. Unknown. It seems we are always faced with these 3 realities. Our lives are ever moving, ever changing, ever filled to the brim. No matter how comfortable we seem to be with our routines, our habits, and our comfort zones, there is always something we are waiting for, something we desire…something about which