It’s mid-week, late afternoon, sitting-in-the-porch-rocker time and I’m watching birds dive-bomb for treasures in the yard. My mason jar of iced coffee went down too fast and I want another one, mostly because it was delicious, but also because it is a humid 87 degrees out (and the coffee brings sweet relief).
I’ll spare you the “2020 amiright?” jokes because we all know this has already been one strange and difficult year so far. As I recently mentioned on the blog (after a month-long writing sabbatical), I’ve personally been in a season of quiet. This is not an unusual pattern for me. When a Super Busy Life Season™ is happeningContinue reading “Advocacy, Amos, and the Quiet Life”
Oh dear reader, my wish is that you and I could sit down together over a slow and nourishing meal and unpack our hearts and minds as we savor each bite. I would ask you about the state of your soul in this historically tenuous moment…are you carrying the weight of social unrest? Are youContinue reading “The Counter-Culture Practice of Waiting on God”
Welcome to the blog refresh!
While reading Chamber’s “My Utmost for His Highest” over coffee this morning, the author’s words seemed to jump off the page. Remember, this book was first published in 1935, just a handful of years before WW2 broke out.
Hi friends! I hope you are enjoyng some spots of goodness and beauty in this weird time we all find ourselves living in. One spot for me has been the face-to-face connection (via technology) that has seen a spike due to everyone being quarantined. For example, I attended a theology class yesterday for my undergradContinue reading “/new”
Today was hard. But “hard” (difficult/challenging/whatever word choice fits) is completely relative right now, isn’t it?
In his book, Teaching for Spiritual Growth, Dr. Perry Downs writes,
When I decided to go back to school in my 30’s, I was (blissfully) unaware of how hard it would be…how the crunch of learning how to learn again would feel a lot like getting back on the treadmill after being out of shape for years. But just like we get pumped at the start ofContinue reading “Called to Belong: A Look at Romans 1”
Most days, I take my dog for a walk after lunch. We head down to the creek and poke around for a minute, letting our skin soak up the sunshine, our lungs breathe in the fresh air, and we always check to see if the blue heron might be visiting that day. We may goContinue reading “When God is Silent”