Hello friends, *Note: I wrote this post a few weeks ago, before the recent tragedies hit. Now that we are grieving in so many ways, it seems even more appropriate to run to the Psalms of Lament for comfort and hope. I’ve mentioned before that I’ve had experience with depression, mostly in several people I
Hi Friends, “Every so often, one needs to be Ephesian-ed.” I heard this from a speaker at a biblical conference I recently attended. I admit a mild gasp escaped my lips. Just the week before, I’d decided to study Ephesians this summer. Already delighting in the prospect of reaping this Pauline epistle’s rich blessings, the idea
Mother’s Day is only a few days away. Have you planned something for your mom or wife? In order to help families figure out how to utilize the opportunity Mother’s Day gives to really bless your poor, tired mama, I took a very unscientific pole, asking moms what makes them feel the most loved. (Moms,
Hello friends, Recently, as I studied for my Bible class, I returned to a way of reflecting on the passage I hadn’t used for a while. I broke the words/phrases into small parts and simply wrote my reflections on each section. This isn’t my deep studying, where I look into the original languages and open
Oh, last night was rough. I live in a home with some who suffer from clinical depression. At times, the pain and chaotic turmoil that eddies through our home like a seething dark cloud wears on me. Threatens to pull me into it. Yet, I fight to cling to Christ’s hand. I force myself into the
Hello, friends,Last week we talked about the Prison of Judging Others. Ugh, how ugly judgmentalism is. How much it hurts. I shared about a time when I was harshly and unfairly judged.This week I share three guidelines I’ve gleaned about admonishing in a way your words will not only be received, but bring healing.1. Love: Jesus was
Hi friends, A while ago, someone hurled an array of really judgmental, hurtful things to me. Her words poured out from a complete lack of understanding. She assumed a ton of negative things and jumped to hurtful conclusions. After the confrontation, my hands shook, burning tears fought to burst out, but I held them back, not wanting to “give that” to
“You’re here.” My voice cracked. It was almost unbelievable—this earthly reunion brought about by my death. I thought death only brought heavenly reunions. ~from Love Like There’s No Tomorrow It boggles my mind to fathom all the amazing ways God has blessed me since the cardiac arrest tried to steal my forever breaths. Friday evening gray
You walk into a room. A friend smiles. “You look nice today.”What immediately pops to mind?If you’re like many, you belittle the kind words, maybe think, She’s just saying that or I didn’t even put make-up on or She should’ve seen me yesterday. I especially do this when I’m feeling blah about the way I look.
Five years ago today my heart stopped beating. I’m amazed at the work God has done in my life since death’s grasp snatched me away. This morning I went through a few Facebook posts from past anniversaries of my death, and a pattern arose, like footprints on the path of the loving message he constantly whispers