“Jesus, of course, was well aware His presence and words were in demand. That is precisely why He traded an hour or two of sleep for time alone. For Jesus, solitude and quiet, reflection and prayer, were lifeblood . . . “As Dallas Willard observed, these times of chosen solitude, deprived of noise and activity […]
Seed of Yahweh
I’ve been thinking about this seed of Yahweh conceived in love, planted in the cave of a woman-child, confined and nurtured in soft dark womb, nourished with her every heartbeat. How cells of cell multiplied until he fluttered light, then stretched and rose like yeast bread in her warm belly, until her body could no […]
Textures of Text: King of My Heart
Everywhere I turn these days, it’s about the heart. There’s the one that beats within my chest. The one for which I have to wear this goofy event monitor for a whole month and then stress it in a couple of days. The one that controls my physical body. But there’s also the one […]
Sunday Seasoned Sayings: He. Is. Risen!
Why do you look for the living among the dead? He is not here. HE. IS. RISEN! Luke 24:5-6 (NIV) Resurrection Blessings,
Fuel for the Weekend: I Thirst
They did not thirst when he led them through the deserts; he made water flow for them from the rock; he split the rock and water gushed out. ~Isaiah 48:21 (NIV) I thirst. I don’t know if the words shook me awake a couple weeks ago or if they waited on my headboard to pierce […]
God on His Knees
I spoke once, maybe twice that day. Given my best, and what energy remained leaked through the cold metal of the folding chair and pooled on the floor. We sat towards the back of the conference room, and I wanted to be engaged with what the next speaker shared. But my head hurt, and […]
Fuel for the Weekend: Whisper His Name
The name of Jesus is the one lever that lifts the world. ~Author Unknown Early morning light bathed the bedroom. My husband kissed me goodbye, and I rolled over on my left side. I heard the door close and the lock turn. I went back to sleep. And woke with a start. I was not […]
I’m a Liar
I’m a liar. I said it would be a quiet week. That I wouldn’t post much. But I’m a liar. And I have to confess. Get it off my chest. I’m a liar. And worse. I’m a liar mom. I perpetuated the Santa myth. I overspent and hid gifts and piled them under the tree […]
