We don’t always know the whole story, and that’s OK. We don’t always see the full picture or know how everything will work out. We don’t always understand someone’s motives or background, and we don’t always get all the answers. But God knows all, sees all, is all. God has the full story. My blog for today on Who Am I to Judge?
Read MoreMy shyness was almost painful and certainly debilitating. Don’t look at me, I’d plead inwardly. Don’t make me speak. Yet today, most of that shyness is gone. For me, my journey has everything to do with turning my focus outward instead of inward. My blog for today on Turning My Gaze Outward.
Read MoreI used to be so impatient. Everything had to be right now, just this second, or I was tapping my foot or huffing out a sigh so scathing my dissatisfaction would not go unnoticed. Then one day, I had enough. My blog on learning to be patient.
Read MoreI had the chance to talk last week about how we can worship God through creative writing to 80 or so elementary-aged kids at a worship camp at my church. Not only did we talk about writing as another way we can love God, but the kids also got to write down their own words to describe heaven through their five senses. Their responses were phenomenal, and in a stroke of Holy Spirit-led genius, I jotted down their responses while we were talking. At the end, each half-hour class had collectively created their own poem about heaven. I was so proud of them, and they seemed really proud of themselves, too. Here, I’ve put together their responses in one big beautiful creation I’ve titled “Heaven Through the Eyes of a Child.” I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.
Read MoreWhat’s so wrong with going through something hard and admitting you’re human … and it hurts? What is it about my own silly, arrogant pride that makes me laugh off skinned knees on a ball field instead of saying “Yep, it does hurt,” and taking a rest? I’m not just lying to myself. I’m lying to others, and I’m robbing them of the opportunity to do what God calls us to do: help each other.
Read MoreThe most surprising thing we had to work out when we became a “blended family” was how our kids and stepkids would earn commission when it came to chores. Thankfully, we’ve stumbled upon a solution. Here’s our story.
Read MoreA reflection on the beautiful connection I share with God in the quiet of the morning—the harmony I know God intends.
Read MoreOn my childhood imaginary friends—and how they modeled Christian love in what they did for me.
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