The Road Back The road back to writing feels long. This is my first post in almost a year! Before this, I hadn't taken a blogging break of longer than a week or two. But, full-time graduate school was really taking a toll on my soul and on my energy level. I decided that sitting out from writing ... read more
The Pendulum
The Pendulum: When God Moves When God moves, sometimes my life feels like a pendulum swinging from one extreme to another. For a few years, God had me in a small, slow place. I wanted more, but He said no. I wanted more friends, I wanted more ministry opportunities, and I wanted more direction. ... read more
He Makes ALL Things New
Do You Not Perceive It? Do you really believe that God makes all things new? That He is making YOU new? Can you trust that He is making your marriage new? Making your job new? God promises to bring newness to all these things, and much more! Behold, I am doing a new thing; now it springs ... read more
God Gives Good
God is a Giver. Here in week three of Curating the Good, we are mediating on this truth: God gives good. Just a little recap: We started with the truth that He IS good (if anything is good, it is because of Him, it is through Him). We explored the truth that He MAKES good (we pondered all that ... read more
God Makes Good
God Makes Good My virtual group is reading through the second week of Curating the Good. This week focuses on how God MAKES Good. God made the universe, out of nothing. "And God saw everything that he had made, and behold, it was very good. And there was evening and there was morning, the sixth ... read more
The Practice of Curating the Good
There's Good Practice and Bad Practice What we practice, we learn. When we don't know how to practice the right way, the right Teacher can help. My Teacher, the Lord, has had me in "contentment school" for a very long time. I have longed for comfort, but He has given me painful, ... read more
Coming Home
Coming Home I can remember Kindergarten, maybe a bit before that. Always, I wanted to know what it meant: Coming Home. My father was a Marine Corps officer; it seemed like our little family of four was all we had. We put down roots. Then uprooted. We went wherever we were sent. My ... read more
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