After weeks of brilliant blue skies, summer’s long-exhaled goodbye, the rain recently returned to my corner of the Pacific Northwest. Three years in this part of the world have taught me winter rain is a fact of life.
Prepare the way of the Lord, a call. Hearts open, we make space.
In the giving
In the taking away
In the sun and the rain
You love me everlasting
Even in my ungratefulness
Breathing new life into my soul
Adding flesh and fortifying my weary bones
But God cannot be defined.Will not be confined. He is the breaker of shackles, the destroyer of chains.
Happy anniversary to the enduring love of my life.
Setting forth in the direction He's called, Ready to dance among the stars. The weight of the world lifts at last As I follow with my whole heart. Feel the sunshine on your hair, girl? Those raindrops on your tongue? Smell the sweet, cool air of mountains? Sand tickling toes as you run? Traveling this road of…
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,…
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…
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…
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…