Stories about Musings and Thoughts

what love does

If I speak with human eloquence and angelic ecstasy but don’t love, I’m nothing but the creaking of a rusty gate. If I speak God’s Word with power, revealing all...

we belong to each other.

  I wish sometimes that I could be a bird, like the eagles that soar effortlessly in the skies here in Uganda, flying in circles over a moment to...

broken road.

Today’s journey took 11-1/2 hours, and left me weary and worn and covered in dirt. It was caked around my nose, had congregated on my forehead in a misshapen heart,...

see myself in there.

“I want to see myself in there.” He pointed to my iPhone as I stooped to get photos of family at a water well. We had walked some distance...

saying hello. saying goodbye.

The room is dark, save for the glow of the laptop that is now perched carefully on top of the covers in the bed. Sleep came but left quickly,...

Bloodlines.

Take 20-minutes and watch this short documentary. It’s about all of us – the worst and the best of us. It’s about redemption and adoption and hope. And grace.

Defining Discarded.

It’s been a week since I returned from my journey to Romania. I’ve drunk countless cups of caffeine at planning meetings about a worship conference in Russia and weekend...

Common Place.

“You are the highway I travel, because I watched You carve streets out of sand and gravel. I gave you brokenness – You gave me innocence, and now this...

I’m Not Writing. Or Am I?

I’ve been beating myself up lately. Don’t get me wrong. Life has been good. Actually, it’s been better than good. It’s been fairly close to beautiful. I am doing...

Fairy-dust or Dirt.

“The notion that only good things happen to faithful people was put to rest on a Friday afternoon at Calvary.” ~William Willimon I’ve been pondering faith today. Not the...

My “50 Before 50” List.

(she squirms a little as she clicks “paste” to place the list in this note). This year, if all works out, I will have the privilege of turning 50....

Slow Me Down

In this new season of my life, I am finding meaning in small things. Thanks to a friend who reminded me last night that “busy” – just like idleness...
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