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…
Some days, like today, I feel empty. I still open my Bible, I still read– but I find myself flipping around, searching for something but I don’t even know what. My heart sits heavy in my chest. God, where do I read when all you have for me feels out of reach? This morning, all I could…
I don’t know how many times I’ve prayed for healing. Begged. Pleaded. God, if You see me, take these broken pieces and fix them. Please! One of the things I’ve never understood has been the way God allows things to fester over time. To build up pressure until I’m sure I cannot handle one more thing. Except,…
This morning I read the story of Jesus showing up again. He already had once, you know. He could have said, “Well, y’all had your chance.” But He didn’t. He just kept showing up, over and over. It was after his death and resurrection that He walked right into the disciples lives again. They were back in the…
There we were, sitting around her kitchen table. Her whole house is warmth and comfort and gentleness. She asks the questions everyone should ask– looks right at me and digs right into the deepest-truest part. “And how are you doing, really? Are you struggling with fear?” Many people have mentioned it, but in statements. “I’m…
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