At the deepest part of me, I’m an introvert. I need that alone time to recharge. I don’t get that from other people, like my extrovert friends say they do. I actually can’t imagine being in a room full of people for a long period of time not having the life sucked out of me.… Continue reading Spread Love
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Unforced rhythms
This is a little something different. As I was reading and meditating on this passage, I found I had things to say about it. So here’s a devotional, as it were. (If you’re interested in more posts of this type in addition to the regular programming, let me know. ) “I will both lie down… Continue reading Unforced rhythms
Because of His Goodness…
This last week I was away from all the social media. It was hard, yet it was so good. Am I eager to do it again? No. But I feel like it's needed to step away for a while. I had to delete all my apps because I know me and sure enough early on… Continue reading Because of His Goodness…
It’s not about the past
Yesterday I was looking at the story of Rahab. It's found in Joshua 2. She protects the spies and in return she and her family are spared. It's a good Old Testament story. But here's the thing about Rahab. Almost every time she's mentioned in the Bible, Old or New Testament, she's called "Rahab, the… Continue reading It’s not about the past
Grace at the right time
It's funny. I've said a lot of times that my people found me at exactly the right time, when I needed them the most and when I couldn't say no. And in that God found me too, or rather I stopped treating Him as someone I occasionally run into and developed a real, deep relationship… Continue reading Grace at the right time
Every year…
Sitting here in the cool, crisp morning air, I’m reminded of how seasons change. The last time I was here was a couple of weeks ago and it was warm, almost hot, before that it was stifling. But seasons change. The moments come and go and we continue on. But like all seasons, they are… Continue reading Every year…
We don’t have to be ashamed
So I was thinking about shame. I know. I know. It's a weird topic to think about. But really this is how it started. I was thinking about why we don't talk about things that we struggle with. I mean really. If you break your arm, you have to talk about it because it poses… Continue reading We don’t have to be ashamed
