Time stood still, a deep inward groan somehow managing to drown out the sounds of my kids at play in the backyard and pull me from the dinner preparations sprawled before me, half-readied. The ache that leaves me immobile at times. He came in the hunger, a deep groan, though He had to remind me …
Anything that cools the flames of love, John Wesley said, that is what ‘the world’ is. The little phrase has stayed with me all week. For in our approach to passages like the following, we often treat the world as if we’ve mastered its deception, and in this posture we forget both the subtly of …
I’m moved again by the young girl from Bethany, pouring her costly perfume of spikenard over Him just days before His death. She knew who He was. And her response alone showed Him the extravagance fitting for His identity, while the brothers ‘round called it waste (Jn. 12:1-8; Mk, 14:3-9). To the One who once …
Struck this morning by the enclosed garden He keeps in us…He keeps in each one. And this keeping is solely for Himself. How often would I like to go and open hidden pathways of old and forgotten trails in this garden of my soul. How many times am I pulled into the temptings of believing …
A new year commences, and with it comes the gift of a fresh start and a renewal of vows paid to the Lord in days and months and years past. Like a new dawn to a long night, a new beginning immerges, and something within me leaps with a new breath. Yes, it’s time to …
I dedicate this post to all the moms out there who find themselves day in and day out in the fires of monotonous moments with their children – moments with the potential for severe and sweet transformation and holy encounter… if embraced and yielded to… I recently was struck with the truth that He is …