My first year on the mission field was eye-opening. Instead of living in a foreign country, God called me to my hometown. Instead of spending the first few months learning a language, I spent my time learning the rhythms of grace. This morning, as I read Revelation 1, I was reminded of that time in the…
I was at college, talking to my professor about my end-of-the-semester project; an in-depth study of one chapter of the Bible. I was so excited about it. The chapter I chose was Isaiah 58, where God talks about true fasting. “My roommates and I are doing a fast right now,” I said, in my flurried…
I didn’t feel very loving that day, as I stood in the driveway, listening to the insults and swear words reigning down on me. They were pouring from the half-drunk mouth of someone I had given to, at deep costs to myself and my family, just because God says to love. But at that moment,…
I was sitting on the sofa, tears streaming down my face. My words came out stuttered and halting. “I just feel like now it’s final. I’ll never have a child.” It sounded harsh, even to my own ears. My husband’s hand tightened around mine. And then the man seated across the room from me sighed…
In the craziness of moving, I keep noticing missing things. I pray each lost item is in the next box I unpack, the next bag I open up. It feels like the list of lost items keeps growing faster than those that are found. I pray there is a magical box somewhere with all the lost things…
This past weekend, we were getting ready to leave for a trip to Pennsylvania. We knew the trip was coming, were planning on it, and then all of our vehicles went down– the week before we were suppose to leave. Seriously. There was no way we’d be able to afford to fix the (very) expensive issues…
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