Sometimes I read the Old Testament and find it difficult to relate to the characters. It’s easy to shake my head as I look at people’s choices made out of fear. I want to believe I would choose differently than Sarah, Rebekah, or Rachel. But, of course, that perspective assumes a few things. Most importantly,…
“Jesus loves me this I know . . .” But I didn’t know. “For God so loved the world . . .” But did he love me? I was consumed and tormented by this question. I put God on the stand and built my case. “What kind of Father are you? Why are you withholding…
On Monday mornings, before I get dressed for work, you’ll find me wearing a T-shirt that says, “Friday, Saturday, Sunday, Repeat.” The words on my coffee mug express my mood: “I don’t feel very worky today.” (Yes, “worky” is found in several dictionaries, but you can’t use it in Scrabble.) Once I arrive at work,…
As a prisoner for the Lord, then, I urge you to live a life worthy of the calling you have received. Be completely humble and gentle; be patient, bearing with one another in love. Make every effort to keep the unity of the Spirit through the bond of peace. (Eph. 4:1-3 NIV) Stay in your…
The past eighteen months have been marked by losses. Loss of life, employment, mental health, and more. Those are serious tragedies and shouldn’t be glossed over. I have suffered my own hardships over the last year. But I want to take a moment to celebrate some of the losses I’ve experienced. Celebrate losses? Can losses…
It started out as one of those mornings. I overslept because needing “five more minutes” turned into a blissful, perfect-way-to-start-the-day twenty-five minutes of sleep. It all went downhill from there. I had to take a quick shower, slap on some deodorant, throw on clothes that were not wrinkle-free, pull together a lunch no one would…