My six-year-old daughter recently professed that she believes Jesus is her personal savior, that he died on the cross for the forgiveness of her sins, and that she wants to follow him for the rest of her life. To my cautious mother-mind, this was big stuff. I made a point of bringing up the subject…
Casseroles are my love language. As a mom of many, author, artist, wife, chauffeur, room mother, wanna-be yogi, and personal chef of all things with the crust cut off, I am run ragged. I recall a season which was hard. I could barely face cooking dinner. Things seemed out of control and honestly, utterly hopeless….
About a year ago, a notable shift took place in our church congregation. Week by week, people from the neighborhood work release center (an incarceration facility where inmates are only allowed to leave for work and church) began filtering over, to our great delight. A few became a handful, and before long, they filled several…
“Give, and it will be given to you. Good measure, pressed down, shaken together, running over, will be put into your lap. For with the measure you use it will be measured back to you.” (Luke 6:38 ESV) I founded a small ministry last year. We meet in a cracked parking lot. Meetings don’t follow…
We are all broken. We know this if we’re even remotely honest about our thoughts and inmost desires of our hearts. We know this by looking at our world. We also know it from the Bible, beginning in the third chapter of the first book and continuing throughout both testaments. While our information-age culture may…
What do you do with the messes of your life? Do you hide them? When your past pops up, do you push it down and away from your conscious mind? Do you think it’s easier to pretend certain things never happened? When we encounter the messes of life, the temptation is to isolate, to go…