I have a sweet friend who said, “I’m dry, and I know it. I keep asking the Lord to bring me out of this wilderness. I tell him, ‘Lord, I’m ready. I’m tired of wandering. I’m just ready to be done.’” I thought about what she said for a long time.
Continue readingWe’re Starving
I ate really well on Sunday. It’s my day to rest and worship with my family, so I ate several huge, vitamin-filled meals. Someone served the food to me, too, so what’s better than that? I didn’t even have to make it for myself, so by the end of the day, I was fat and happy. Then Monday came, and even though I’m off on Mondays, I filled my day with a MILLION things I needed to do for the week. The hunger pangs started toward the end of the day, so I ate a little snack to get me by, and then I kept going full speed ahead. No slowing down, y’all! Continue reading
Trust and Obey
“Trust and obey, for there’s no other way to be happy in Jesus but to trust and obey.”
I have some friends who have a “word of the year.” It’s a word that the Lord has impressed on them, and He seems to be teaching them all the time about that word. Everywhere they turn, they are being shown a new thing by the Lord about their word of the year. I totally get that, because for about five years, God was impressing a word onto my heart. As in, it took FIVE YEARS for the word to truly sink in. And the word is….
When I Grow Up
In Matthew 5, Jesus pulled away from the crowds that were following Him simply because they were curious or enamored with His miracles. He found a private spot on the mountain and sat down with His disciples to talk. And this is what He said… Continue reading “When I Grow Up”
Now That I Have Seen, I Am Responsible
I woke up one day somewhere in the middle of my twenty-ninth year a little panicked. I had been walking with the Lord about five years at the time. I had a comfortable life. I had married a wonderful man. I had a great job. Things seemed to be going so well. But somehow, Continue reading “Now That I Have Seen, I Am Responsible”
Admonition – Why We Hate It/Why We Need It
My daughter, Giana, is five years old and attends pre-k. One of the disciplines she is currently trying to master is writing her name. It’s progressing from looking like sideways squiggles that take up half a page to something that sort of actually looks like “Giana”. Continue reading “Admonition – Why We Hate It/Why We Need It”