“Knowledge speaks, wisdom listens.” ~Jimi Hendrix I never turn down an offer of prayer. Even if I don’t have something pressing on my mind, my default is to ask for wisdom. James 1:5 speaks to God’s promise to give wisdom any time we ask for it. I love this assurance of provision since heaven…
Growing up in Texas with conservative Christian parents, my view of the world was black and white. I loved Jesus. But music with bad words was bad. Wearing pants to church on a Sunday night would mean an argument with my father. I knew I wasn’t supposed to be on the phone after ten o’clock….
The problem with crying for days is it tires me out—mind, body, and soul. Coherent thought drains away. Gumption to struggle through is gone. Finding my tears can’t change the outcome is a shock, my mind numb to what’s next. The only reality seems to be the ugly pit of feelings I find myself in,…
When I was twenty-one, I married my high school sweetheart. Like him, I had been born and raised in Fort Lauderdale, Florida. I had grown up in suburbia, felt comfortable with “city life,” and never thought about doing anything but what I knew. I assumed my husband would feel the same way about our life…
“The quieter you become, the more you can hear.” ~Ram Dass One morning a few weeks ago, I awoke in a great deal of abdominal pain. I figured it would subside so I did a little stretching, took some ibuprofen, and went about my day. By mid-afternoon the pain had dramatically increased, and I…
Recently I spent some time meditating on 2 Timothy 1:6: “I remind you to kindle afresh the gift of God which is in you” (NASB). What in the world did this mean, I wondered. As I pondered the words, my husband came to mind. My husband loves primitive camping, which means camping with only basic…