Overcoming relational idolatry involves holding loosely to the gift and tightly to the Giver.
I take special solace in this thought about the way He interacted with the disciples’ storm. While He could have stilled it from the remote mountaintop where He saw them straining, He refrained until He had come out to them.
One of the difficult things about illness is that everything I used to protect myself from feelings of worthlessness has been stripped away.
This is when the Holy Spirit checked me. He was graciously saying, Who do you think made it turn out okay? He reminded me that things going well were the result of prayer. That He was granting impossible things like patience and energy.
And that I must not belittle prayers just because He answered them
Useless. Sometimes I can convince myself that days I sleep all the way through are spent in my body healing- creating new neuropathways that will help me function healthily when … Continue reading A Bruised Reed
Do you ever say something that leaves your listeners boggled because they totally lack the context? I know when I try to make the connections between what we had … Continue reading The Yeast of the Pharisees
When Christmas is over, the reality sinks in- a new year is approaching. Many people do a lot of reflecting on the year that is passing. Others think of what … Continue reading For the New Year…
It’s laundry day. Being part of a family of six sure does load up the work for that particular task. I’m always amazed at what I discover each time … Continue reading Laundry and Other Spiritual Matters
I saw the dresser tipping, but I couldn’t do anything but scream. My son was angrily yanking clothes from the dresser drawer, which he pulled at just the right angle … Continue reading Getting you off your game
I was encouraged this summer to consider the Fruit of the Spirit. Something most Christians are fairly familiar with. One of the truths charming children’s songs help us memorize at … Continue reading Anxiety and Peace: a Strange Juxtaposition
Growing up, whenever something bad happened, personally or globally, my dad would say, “Come, Lord Jesus.” Not gonna lie- to a teenage mind, that seemed less than desirable. I had … Continue reading Come, Lord Jesus!
It’s often hard to think about self-care, isn’t it? When I think of it, I get this image of myself on a beach with my best friends relaxing. But then … Continue reading The Holiness of Self-care