Photo by Brett Sayles on Pexels.com I’ve been in a church since the week after I was born. Every church I’ve been part of has impacted my life in a unique way. Like an arm is different from the liver, these churches were all very different. Among them were bad teachings. But at each church… Continue reading How four flawed churches helped me love Christ more
I woke up this past Sunday feeling heavy, tired and unmotivated. And honestly, I wake up that way a lot. On the energy scale of Eeyore to Tigger, I'm a notch or two above Eeyore. And my goal when I wake up is to just make it to the coffee pot. There, I usually catch… Continue reading 3 Reasons I Got Up on Sunday
Ghislaine Howard- The Washing of Feet (1953) I heard it recently on a podcast: We have set up church to be so convenient and easy for folks to get their dose of church on Sunday that we have robbed people of the life-changing joy that comes from taking up your cross and following Jesus as… Continue reading The church as a body, not a grocery store
Kids are rowdy, they knock over our shiny religious teacups filled with anger, impatience and selfishness. But their rowdiness is no excuse for our complacency. Protecting our whitewashed lives is not what God has called us to. When my boys were little I felt the tension between what I wanted to do with my days… Continue reading Church, do we despise the children?
Jesus' words about mercy and how we, as his disciples, should seek out, invite, give to, speak for, and help the marginalized in society are not subtle. "When you give a dinner or a banquet, do not invite your friends or your brothers or your relatives or rich neighbors, lest they also invite you in… Continue reading Jesus calls us to lay down our lives not be philanthropic
Twelve years ago I ran the PF Chang Rock n' Roll half marathon in Phoenix. I trained for it and felt pretty good till I hit the seventh mile. Mile seven to mile 13.5 felt like my legs were made of lead and my lungs were full of fire. I yelled at myself for that… Continue reading Endurance for 2019
I have ideas all the time. All the time. My phone is full of notes I voice-to-text to save for future reference. My bullet journal is full of thoughts, ideas, to-do's, goals, dreams, plans, appointments, more ideas. And if I had to draw a chart of what's going on in my brain and try to… Continue reading My cluttered brain and my grey-headed friend
Until about 7 o'clock this evening I felt like the walking dead. Doing some night shifts at the hospital is taking its toll on me. But I'm always surprised at how much I notice God's presence and help when I feel especially weak. Today was no exception. My 13-year-old is new in his personal walk… Continue reading Why it’s important to meditate on the Bible: A conversation between mom and son.
Yesterday on Twitter I wrote, "Motherhood is the Shadow. Christians discipling others in Christ is the substance." Today I spent the morning chasing shadows. All the Hallmark ideas about being a mom were a no go at my house today. Fifteen years of raising sons in a hard, "even if" marriage have taught me not… Continue reading The glory of motherhood is Christ