The Lovely Lie (the year of gathering)
I remember standing on stage with the chalkboard in my hands. Grace was the topic of the sermon series, and I was asked to share what that amazing grace...
reaching out and drawing near (the year of gathering)
When the light comes on in our own lives, when we find redemption or restoration or new breath in our lungs—when we realize that what we have believed about...
Holy Week. 10 Easter Stories.
It’s holy week. And I’m undone in a most precious way. Not precious like the face of a smiling child, but precious like diamonds chipped from coal or goal...
Be and Keep Being. (3 John)
A little something for you, because the noise of the crowds all around us keeps growing louder, and if we are not careful we can fall far into the...
Hope Does Not. #write31days
Hope does not put us to shame.
Hope does not put you to shame.
Hope does not put me to shame.
My Father - the most High God - is in ultimate...
LifeGiving (a psalm of thanksgiving).
It is lifegiving to sing praises to our sweet God All-Mighty. It is the most right thing to do. The song is sweet and beautiful. For He is good...
Shoot like a Girl | Grace (#31days)
Day 15: Jinja, Uganda We listened to the symphony of birdsong under the brilliant Ugandan morning sky at the guest house where he worked as a guard. He told...
The Lovely Lie.
I remember standing with the chalkboard in my hands. We were doing a sermon series about grace, and I was asked to share what that amazing grace had done...
For Those Who Love Those Who Harm.
“If you could tell them anything, what would it be? What would you tell the people who love the people who harm?” ***** I remember our first conversation. We...
I Worry about the Pretty.
I am a marketer – a maker of pretty things, a teller of pretty stories, a designer of fancy titles and compelling pictures and such. I’ve been a marketing...
In the Deafening Silence.
Rooster crows. Doves cry. Hammers ring. People jeer. Voice cries out. Thunder echoes. Stone scrapes. {deafening silence} Stone scrapes. Doves cry. One weeps. One speaks. People cheer. It’s Saturday....
Jerk. Fool. Idiot.
I watched the interview last night. The one with that guy – you know, the one who cheated and lied and wronged people and thought he would get away...
