Christmas Returns
Each December God’s people return. We return to The Story. We revisit the manger. Tucked into Luke 8 is an account of Jesus returning to a seaside community where he frequently gathered to teach, reach, help, and …
Each December God’s people return. We return to The Story. We revisit the manger. Tucked into Luke 8 is an account of Jesus returning to a seaside community where he frequently gathered to teach, reach, help, and …
Gratitude alters intimate relationships. It is a life-giving foundation. It says, in neon lights, “I see you. I recognize who you are and how I am blessed by your life and your love!” Entitlement is ugly. Indifference …
My heart is heavy, heavy. Dear, precious people I know and love are bearing impossible pain, impossible loss, and searing unknowns. I ache with them. I pray for them—and with them, but I am finding words sometimes …
Last month I spent 16 days in an unfamiliar hospital 3 hours from our home with my 21-year old son, Joe. Joe was born with Spina Bifida and Hydrocephalus. With 20 surgeries and more than 200 nights …
The phone call was familiar and affirming. After hearing a woman’s beautiful, “Run Hard. Rest Well.” story of transformation, she sighed deeply. “Brenda, if we (the church) don’t learn how to rest, we’re going to self-destruct. Keep …
The featured image is used with permission from Harper Collins Publishers. The original image can be found here. I have never met Sheila Walsh, but I would enjoy some time in her company. She loves Jesus. …
Do you love a little person – or a bunch of little people between the ages of 1 and 18? (They don’t even have to live under your roof.) This post is for you. Think Because that’s …
Two scriptural accounts have formed my “knowing” God. Be still and know that I am God… Psalm 46:10a Satisfied While growing up, a picture of God’s loving care, which captured my heart was a nursing mother with …
Prayer. If I’m really honest, I have to admit I find it easier to spend ten minutes talking about God than ten minutes talking to God. My life bears evidence of this reality too often. My growth can be meager. My fruit …