Despair comes from believing God has turned His back on you.
He stands with us in our losses as the Almighty Last Word.
Would you rather die in a burning building or drown in the ocean? They usually asked it form the back seat of a boring car ride. Would you rather fall into a pit of snakes or have 10,000 spiders crawl all over you? I cringed at their morbid questions but played along to keep a he touched […]
An Organic Conversation, Part 1 I ended my talk with these words: We want to be offered solutions but He offers HOPE instead. Hope goes beyond the skin-depth nature of solutions. Hope does not disappoint, despite our continuously changing circumstances. The vivacious woman who had strummed us into worship stepped into transparency and spoke first, “I’ve […]
We like answers. We need to make sense of things. We like tidy explanations, reasonable timelines and unlimited resources. We don’t like delays or inconvenience or disappointment. And if I can be candid, Western Christianity can be perceived as entitled, narcissistic and fickle. That’s the hard bit. The heart bit? God longs for us! He desires us–He […]
Can’t Nobody Do Me Like Jesus. The lines of that song came flooding into my head this morning, resurrected–I think–from a gray matter vault listed MEMORIES OF YOUTH GROUP circa 1974. I don’t think I’ve heard the song again since I sat in the Armory in Medford, Oregon with my gawky peers listening to Andre Crouch […]
“Every time I see you, you’re always crawling out of some hole.” Her words sucked the air out of me. While the ragged syllables settled on my heart, my mind raced to understand what would have prompted her to speak them. It has been some time now but that sentence will still loop in my head. And when it […]
I stepped onto the wood floor of my bedroom moments after waking. The morning followed a fitful night with intruding dreams. Getting out of bed was my first act of warfare against the strong urge to remain in the sheets. I padded to the back yard with a steamy cup of coffee in my hand and […]
I hate–I know that’s a strong word–my battle with PTSD. I hate the way stress can jump out of the bushes while I’m happily strolling through life and trigger a storm that leaves me feeling hopeless. Helpless. And most of all, guilty. I recently tripped over a pile of life’s inevitable stressors and landed a five point face-plant. I […]
Much of the time we soldier on when the enemy thwarts us because, though it can be tiresome and knock us off our mark, it’s usually moderate harassment. (Can I say that?) By moderate I’m referring to things like the car battery being dead on the day you have an interview and the jumper cables are in your husband’s truck and he’s […]