“Frequently the enemy entices Christians to harbor an unforgiving spirit – a very common symptom indeed among God’s children. Such bitterness and fault-finding and enmity inflict a severe blow upon spiritual life.” ~ Watchman Nee Let’s face it; sometimes people are hard to love, and boulders of offensecan “snowball” inside us, until hurt from others hinders […]
Shattered Hearts & a Coming Conference
Elizabeth Stone once said, “Making the decision to have a child – It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body.” But what happens when that child is gone? What happens when children grow up, leave for college? What happens when time is cut short and your heart is […]
When Evil Seems to Prevail.
Newton. A word forever marked. Branded. Tattooed in our heads. With images of dead children. Children and death. Painful. Synonymous. The world seemingly. Unjust. Why some. Wake children. And hold them close this morning. While others will not. And as mere men, we reason. Try to unscramble the, “Why’s”. Justify. Unthought of behaviors with. Psychology. Bad […]
Finding Faith in an Internally Scared Child
Does an hour go by. On any given day. That she doesn’t show me her wounds? A cut. A scrape. A tummy ache. Needing me to stop and take some time to. Ask questions? Learn? Listen? Knowing…. The wounds that can’t be seen are those most great of all. The one’s that band-aides will never heal….those […]
Here in His Presence
Take it. Take it all. I have so often cried to God. Hands elevated. To Heaven. Throwing it all away. “I don’t need it anyway. I don’t need any of it….If I have you,” I used to say. Emphatically. Irrationally. Words, emotionally thrown around, not considering their significance. But, then today. I stand here. Prayer answered. […]
When Death Becomes Life
I walk down white hallways, the ones so familiar now. These…..the exiting ones. Clinging to a thread….from eternity. They dangle on breaths. Finding life in respirators, and pills, and televisions that spill out glimpses of the world they once knew. These sterile walls….their home. A refuge….their middle earth…..between here and Heaven’s Song…. And I taste it […]