As a child, my heart always wandered to the more. In class, I struggled fixing my gaze on the hired teacher in front of the classroom. I often peered out the window’s glass, daydreaming about places, people and what tomorrow might bring. Asking… What was life like, outside these four walls I was trapped in? Have […]
You Matter. The Restrainer. And Why You Can’t Give Up.
You Matter. As small as you may feel in this world, as invisible or unseen, everything you say or do, matters. You are not a mistake. An accident. You have not been forgotten. God planned and ordained your purpose and position, even before you were born. (Ephesians 1:11) And although it may feel like we are […]
Forgive Us, Father. And Return to Us, a Heart Like a Child
As a child, God was simple. He stretched out His arms, like long Altostratus clouds. Comforting us, like a blanket spanning heavens. Yet, something happens as we age. We pull apart His name, dig and pinpoint our faith. We psychoanalyze everything….as if somehow that makes us holy. We take that skipping child, clicking a stick along […]
Stop the Insanity and Rest Awhile
Stop. Stopping isn’t easy. Halting the raining current of title-waves around us, isn’t natural. Swimming upstream may even seem counterproductive. An anchored soul that still’s itself in the Foundation of the World, isn’t popular. We are inundated with quickening flashes of videos and snippets of people’s lives promising us solutions, entertainment or lies. Yet, it was […]
When We All Beg for a God We Can See
“Where is God?” My furrowed-browed, ten-year-old asks with the most humble sincerity. It’s a simple question, but one the whole world seems to be asking, lately. Pandemics, split families, food that costs three-times what we were spending, creating deficits in money. Wars pending… The lost wandering helplessly, with backpacks of memories that lead to heartbreak and […]
To All The Nest Builders & Home Wreckers
I haven’t stopped staring at it for days. A nearly perfect circle. High walls, muddied-hard, like cement. Concrete-like to the touch. A soft, padded bed, four inches lower than the tower-like fortress build around it. Woven flawlessly with cut grass, unwanted moss, and the long, light hollows that surround our all-year pond. Close to water. Yet, […]