there's a goodness in small, a stature of humble bowing in dependence outside of self, acknowledging I am not mountain, nor am I sea, despite all my striving, all I claim to be. for the One who planted mountain poured out the sea painting His glory for all to see. and here in my smallness,…
Transformation: Renewing Our Minds
Our family recently returned from a crazy family camping weekend. Lots of group activities, very little sleep, critters, and plenty of bug bites with memories to match. You know, all the things that make for good family lore. The best part of the whole weekend? We had no cell service in the park due to the…
What are you? Who am I? How do you know?
Over and over, these questions of existence, purpose, and identity haunt our individual consciences, floating in and out of our daily activities, clouds dancing across the sun. Søren Kierkegaard famously stated, “Life can only be understood backwards; but it must be lived forwards.” So in answering the questions that acknowledge my existence, I have a…
While I Wait, I Work
In a reiteration of historian Thomas Fuller, "The darkest hour always comes before the dawn." Once Jesus gave up His spirit, creation's heart broke with a great earthquake, the dead emerged from their tombs, and the Holy of Holies became visible from behind a torn curtain. "This man truly was the Son of God!" proclaimed those present at…
A Willing Participant?
So often when we think of Good Friday, we think of it as a willful compliance, a submission even. But the God who designed creation was also the God of the Crucifixion, Christ's death always a demarcation on the horizon. Always. God on the cross was never any less God, and in authoring His own death,…
“Ladies, Read Your Bibles”
One last takeaway from the Women's Retreat I attended. The speakers continually hit this phrase home, "Ladies, read your Bibles." I can still picture my mom in her comfy chair, before the sun was even up, Bible and journal on lap; and it's the one habit I hope with all my heart my children pick-up…
Palm Sunday – Let’s Not Leave It to the Stones
As he rode along, the crowds spread out their garments on the road ahead of him. When he reached the place where the road started down the Mount of Olives, all of his followers began to shout and sing as they walked along, praising God for all the wonderful miracles they had seen. “Blessings on…
The Leaving
Is it wrong to love being gone? And in this escape, The leaving behind, I find myself in the precise spot They can’t find me. -- as
Come As You Are
This year, I've begun my daily quiet time with a book called My Daily Pursuit. It's a little snippet of A.W. Tozer's writing with a key verse, a hymn excerpt, and a prayer for each day of the year. It's both beautiful and severe all at once. (I personally love Tozer, as he was instrumental in…
Living a Life of Worship | Devotional
I just returned from a transformative, amazing weekend away at a Women's Retreat. In the past, I have avoided things like that. I'm more of an introvert and a thinker and I find all of the socializing and emoting utterly terrifying. Well, wouldn't you know that God would just use that time to speak to…
