Over the Moon. (Isaiah 9)
This is for you, love, when you are in the waiting season. Let the words and prayer remind you of just how much your Redeemer is over the moon...
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...
Your Song is Playing. (Psalm 45)
"The world is weighty with suffering, and the shadows push hard into every corner. Strength is so easily melted like candle wax in this present time, even for the...
Hope Has a Heartbeat.
This is a love note to you, dear ones - you who feel scattered like leaves in a furious wind. This is a message to remind you that you...
Let Me Be the Women.
It was Sunday, and the disciples slept. The crowds slept. The judge and jury slept it off like a bad bender. But before dawn, three women walked. It was...
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...
Would I Dwell with My Enemies.
I wonder if I would be so willing to dwell with those have found pleasure in my harm or security in my enslavement, seeing them as worthy of honor...
The Unlikely Friendship of Grief.
I used to think grief was something to get over or to get through. I've learned it's certainly not a thing to cling tightly to for too long, as...
I Made a Playlist.
The songs are passed back and forth via text - Spotify links or YouTube clips - each one a glimpse into the very insides of who we are at...
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...
