A life of stumbling grace. A journey with the discarded. And a little kitchen therapy.

Making Little of God’s Recipes.

I thought it would be about enough. But I was wrong. God spoke to Moses, “I’ve listened to the complaints of the Israelites. Now tell them: ‘At dusk you will eat meat and at dawn you’ll eat your fill of bread; and you’ll realize that I am God, your God.’” That evening quail flew in …

God Doesn’t Swim.

It’s Easter. And Easter is a story unlike any other story. Because, while Jesus may have said, “It is finished,” on the cross, the story of the life that He crafts in us is still being written. We were and are and will be saved, were and are and will …

Pray. Fast.

Never stop praying. 1 Thessalonians 5:17 I’m not sure when it happened really, the changing of the priority of prayer from last resort to most important thing. Of prayers being whispered throughout the day – rarely with formal beginning or ending. And of prayers written in journals like personal notes …

Where It’s Safe.

Where the fence is low, and the water is rising And the fire comes down, and the dark fills the skies in One foot on the ledge, one feeling for safety Somewhere between sure, and I don’t know, maybe…   He looked like Chisholm trails and rodeos, a character torn …

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