I’m feeling Abram-ish these days. God tells Abram, “…go to the land I will show you.” (Genesis 12:1 NIV) What an amazing command, to proceed with no instruction. The Lord has told me, “Go.” But the where and the how and the what-it-looks-like are up ahead in the fog somewhere. Shadows with a vague outline…
I thought you might want to know what we fight about at this house. What a real pillow is: Matt prefers to sleep on a pillowcase with three feathers in it. I like a mountain of fluffy goodness. So for 22 years he says, Hand me my pillow. And I say, Pillow? Oh, you mean this…
I don’t know who you are –maybe the life of the party? The get-it-done-right? The serve-quietly-from-the-back? As for me, I’m the bulldozer. Sometimes this is good. Like when an old structure needs to come down and be carried away. Or when new ground needs to be dug up. Or when something needs to be pushed…
I will not tell you how many times we have watched The Avengers at this house. So can you join me in the world of ripped-muscle super heroes, with impenetrable shield, iron armor, eagle eyes, cunning espionage, smashing strength, and lightning-infused hammer? This is Psalm 2 and 3. David with TENS of thousands drawn up…
I recently wrote about God’s power on Mondays, and a friend thought I should make this a series. Seems like a great idea, so I’m going to bring you Monday Power posts for a while. (It’s so fun to have your own blog and just do whatever fun thing you want!) Let me begin by telling…
A precious woman at church posted this story on Facebook a few days ago. It is an incredible example of the way God intimately encourages us, if we just go to Him and ask for His encouragement. I received her permission to share her story with you, along with pictures of her beautiful children. Get…
Last week I wrote a blog post and received some fair criticism from a valuable person in my life. That left me in sober spirits, questioning what I’m writing. So I spent the rest of the day taking this concern to the Lord. (It’s always wise to seriously consider the truth God might be sending through criticism.) …
A few nights ago, just before walking up the stairs to bed, I received a text. A friend had moved and was in desperate need of help cleaning her old rental. If I could help, would I please call in the morning. I did not want to clean. I could help, but I did not want to give up…
When we visit my parents there are two priority destinations. First is to the M&M jar, always stocked with season-specific colors. (Coming soon is red white and blue.) Second is to the utility room where there will be thirty books -big picture ones for my little nieces and stacks of hand-picked novels for everyone else. …
Like women try on shoes, I’ve tried on many different responses to the challenges of life. One time I tried sobbing in a fetal position on the floor, the bank statement in front of me, when I realized I had made a several-hundred-dollar error not in our favor. I’ve tried being depressed and hopeless, which…
My dad used to give me a simple command, and I would say, Yeah, but… He would answer, No “yeah buts”. Just do what I’ve told you to do. End of discussion. I see many complex problems –overwhelming fear, depression, anxiety, feelings of worthlessness, anger, shame… And I guess maybe I am a very simple…
We used to live in a very old neighborhood, and in the summer I couldn’t wait to put on tennis shoes every day and go for a walk. The exercise was a good idea, but it was the artistry of the old homes that I enjoyed the most. It was my habit to purposefully look…
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