Stories
about Holy Days

The Beauty of Expectancy.

In the days in-between the glorious moments of beautiful birth and humble offering, the days before what had been promised and prophesied was revealed to all – the world...

This is Every-Day Jesus.

This is for you, love. Because I want you to know Jesus. The Christ. The God-Man who defies logic and yet makes sense of it all. I'm not sharing...

Words Will Not Scatter. (Jeremiah 29)

In 2012, I wrote about freedom and values and pro-this and anti-that and the war of words that rages in political years, and the growing ache inside of me...

Long Road Together (Ephesians 4)

We walk into understanding. We walk into wholeness. He completes every small thing that concerns us as we walk. Eyes become clear and legs become strong. Hands become eager...

Knees Become Roots (Ephesians 3)

Close your eyes, little love. Close your eyes and imagine a garden. Do you see it now? It's there behind a gleaming gate held up by - wait, it...

Autographed by God (Ephesians 2)

Remember the days of talking big and fearing bigger - of staking claims on land that crumbled like dust. We thought we knew it all then, thought if we...

Champagne and Confetti. (Ephesians 1)

Rewind now to before the beginning, before life and birth and striving and falling and paradise and that Voice speaking "it is good." Before anything began, the conversation included...

I am Bright. (Psalm 18)

And all grew quiet. And then You reached for me, cradling me in Your arms. You lifted me from the ashes and the drowning. You breathed Your life into my...

The World Inside.

But for forty days, save a few hours of guests stopping by, it was just Mary and Joseph and Jesus. I wonder what life was like in those forty...

The Jesus I See.

It’s Easter. We put on our pretty and hide eggs filled with candy and find all the right words to say to make it all make sense. We dress...

Real Sabbath is More.

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about a single word. Sabbath. It’s such a beautiful word. It feels wispy and wide-open, warm like the afternoon sun of spring. There’s...

What is the Color of Christmas Lights.

My precious brother Wycliffe, I am so thankful for your friendship. I know we live worlds apart – you in a remote village in western Kenya and me in a...
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