My kids teach me something everyday. Life with children is certainly an adventure. Last night as I was giving my last round of snuggles to my five-year old and tucking him in for the night, I said the words I so often say to him. "Goodnight mighty man of God. Do you know you will … Continue reading Identity
When small seeds of hope, planted in fresh soil, are stolen by the ravens it's easy to become weary. We toil in darkness on hands and knees. Prayer lifted in desperation can seem to hit empty air when the harvest waits. Still, I've found hope doesn't lie in seed. Hope lies in the waiting soul … Continue reading Hope and Soiled Hands
Ever feel like Elijah? Elijah was one of the prophets. He accomplished so much for the Kingdom of God. In 1 Kings chapter 18, we see him have an amazing victory against the prophets of Baal in which he called down fire from heaven. He was a warrior, a conqueror, a man who clearly heard … Continue reading When the Bottom Drops Out
Autopilot - when I go through the motions Head down, resolved, ready to do whatever it takes to make it happen And then I sometimes break as resistance pushes me to realize I'm not built to maintain; I'm built for greatness. Not greatness I've built with the persistent efforts of my hands, but greatness that comes … Continue reading Autopilot
In my own little world I become numb The small of my back resting in a small little chair In my small little house on a small little street In a small little town Where the green grass grows all around, all around... The days go by one by one like a blur and I … Continue reading The Edge of the World
We can't always trust our eyes. They lie. This morning I kept glancing at a magazine on my table (pictured above). I could have sworn it said "Wine and airy dresses to indulge your sweet tooth". I kept thinking it just didn't quite make sense. It wasn't until much later when it caught my eye … Continue reading Wine & Airy Dresses
There they were in the garden. Man created in the image of God. A single rib taken to craft stunning beauty, a helper designed with detailed intent, a companion worthy of him. The crowning achievement of the Father warranting an affirmation of "goodness" from the lips of the one who'd just spoken the world into … Continue reading Who Told You that You Were Naked?
I was in a car accident about fifteen years ago. It happened on a Sunday afternoon on my way home from church. I was pulling in my driveway when she hit me. I never saw it coming. Apparently, she didn't notice me slowing down to turn until the last second. When she did see me, … Continue reading Crash Course
I’m standing in a room alone. It’s dark, foggy, shadowy and gray. Before me, a mirror stands singularly. It’s the centerpiece of the room. It’s as if my presence there is more triviality than importance. Everything revolves around this monument of reflective glass. It haunts me. Though it has no voice, I can almost hear … Continue reading Behind the Broken Glass
