Category: Love

  • Meditations from Psalm 139: Psalm 139:2-3     Seen, Heard & Known

    One thing I know about the human condition…every one of us wants to be seen. Heard. Fully known. And sometimes, maybe we don’t feel those things. We feel unseen. We feel like no one understands us or wants to hear what’s really going on in our heart of hearts. It’s a longing that we have,…

  • Healing

    Healing is in the little things…

  • Messy

    When I say that I’m a Christ-follower… Don’t shy away Because you think that I think I’m Good Better Holier. Don’t clam up, because you think you can’t share your brokenness. I’m broken. Don’t be silent about your messiness. I’m messy. Don’t pretend to be perfect, together. I’m not. I’m imperfect. I’m never together. If…

  • Wrecked By Grace

    I’m not exactly sure what I expected when I sat down and opened up my Bible a few mornings ago to “abide” (John 15:4). Something I haven’t been so great at lately. I think, without really thinking, that I expected to be guilted. I think that maybe I expected to be shamed for not sitting…

  • The Last Time

    “She’s too big for that,” I would say to Guy, as he carried a 6 year old Grace up the stairs to bed every night. “You’re setting the bar too high!! I’m not doing that!!” “I’ll do it as long as I’m able to,”  he’d say with a grin. Her arms would be wrapped around…

  • Racing Thoughts, the Intrusive Whisper and Painful Obedience

    The negative thoughts take laps around my head… Each one racing to take first place… Consuming my brain space. Anxiety growing, Agitation growing. Round and round they go and go and go… Then, an intrusive, quiet whisper asks- “What is it that you are meditating on?” Thoughts stop mid-lap. I realize that I’m doing it…

  • Muddy Thoughts

    I have the choice this year…this day…this minute…the choice of where to put my mind. Where to dwell, linger, what to meditate on. (It is a choice. It’s my choice. It’s an action, a putting or setting of my mind.) It’s real easy to go negative, to allow my mind to dwell on someone else’s…

  • I Want To Be Just Like You.

    “Therefore be imitators of God, as beloved children; and walk in love, just as Christ also loved you and gave Himself up for us, an offering and a sacrifice to God as a fragrant aroma.” So…who am I imitating?

  • To The Ones Crowned In Splendor (or…to the ones whose heads are graciously wrapped in silver or white or gray splendor…) **and a note to the rest of us awaiting that crown**

    We need you. You are not forgotten. Please, don’t give up yet…there are some of us out here who are looking for you. For your stories. For your wisdom. For your advice. We want to know about that path that you’ve walked to earn that beautiful Crown of Splendor that gracefully wraps around your head.…

  • Cry Out

    The battle is waging, The enemy’s strong… Mothers and Fathers cry out. His tactics relentless, Temptations so sweet… Mothers and Fathers cry out. We’re confounded, astounded, We’re desperate and weak… Mothers and Fathers cry out. He keeps inching closer, Creeping in on all sides… Mothers and Fathers cry out. We close all our doors, Yet…