Friday night lights are glowing just one block away, and I hear the marching band on their way to the field. As the cadence floats through my living room, my heart starts to pound as well. It’s a rhythm of remembrance, a pattern of pain, a beat of brokenness. Every boom of the bass drives…
Why do we cling to this life as though it’s all there is? Why do we despair when we hear of a loved one diagnosed with a terminal illness? Why are we afraid of death when our greatest treasure lies on the other side? [Tweet “Why are we afraid of death when our greatest treasure…
Eighteen months ago, my husband and I were co-teachers of an adult Sunday school class full of people we considered friends. The eight couples who regularly attended were people with whom we shared our lives—the good and the bad—and they did the same. We studied God’s Word together, we prayed for one another, and we…
Who here has been hurt by the church? I have, and I feel confident that if you’ve been in church for any length of time, you’ve probably been hurt too. In my thirty years of church involvement, I’ve witnessed enough hurt to call it quits—plenty of it. I’ll share one experience. Throughout my childhood, my…
“If God were small enough to be understood, he would not be big enough to be worshipped.” ~Evelyn Underhill The last few years have been sort of crazy ones. After trying to get pregnant with a third baby for two years, I had a miscarriage. Then it took another year after that before I had…
He has saved us and called us to a holy life—not because of anything we have done but because of his own purpose and grace. This grace was given us in Christ Jesus before the beginning of time. (2 Timothy 1:9 NIV) I sat by his bed, holding his hand. I couldn’t contain my weeping…