Four Thousand Fed In those days, when there was again a large crowd and they had nothing to eat, Jesus called His disciples and said to them, “I feel compassion for the people because they have remained with Me now three days and have nothing to eat. If I send them away hungry to their homes, they will faint … Continue reading Read Through the Bible – Day #36 – Mark Chapter 8
It eats away at your soul, your mind, your heart, your flesh. It whispers words of condemnation in your ear. It gnaws at your effectiveness, sanity, and stamina. It grows with age, spreads with rage, and fills every page. Regret. You know it well. Like the ghost of one who has passed from this life … Continue reading Regrets
In all transparency, today has felt somewhat like a journey into Hell. Relational/friendship stuff, unexpected tax issues (a notice from the IRS, which turned out to be fairly benign - but required my time to address), and painful remarks from a family member (who does not want me around at all right now) made a … Continue reading Unwanted
Life is but a Weaving (by Corrie ten Boom) My life is but a weaving Between my God and me. I cannot choose the colors He weaveth steadily. Oft’ times He weaveth sorrow; And I in foolish pride Forget He sees the upper And I the underside. Not ’til the loom is silent And the … Continue reading Tapestry
When something good happens to me, I'm often afraid it's too good to be true. I almost expect any joy I experience to be paired with pain or sorrow. My brain can't accept the concept of pure, isolated, unadulterated joy. And it's true that often our greatest joys are discovered in times of great pain, … Continue reading Waiting for the Other Shoe to Drop
Just to be totally transparent here, I've been going through kind of a dry season. Less inspiration for topics to write about on this blog (even though I have several drafts I've worked on a lot). Spiritual and physical fatigue. Strange physical issues. Severe abdominal cramping, feelings of nausea, skin rashes, numbness/tingling in hands or throughout … Continue reading Dry Rivers
Are your words falling on deaf ears?