Come with me friend, I’ll motion and sign. I’ll walk slow and if you need to stop I’ll take the time.
I’m not an apologist. I don’t know all the arguments for the evidence that the resurrection of Christ really happened. But I do know what happens to a seed when you push it into the earth. Throughout the Bible the image of seeds, trees and plants are used to describe the life of a person… Continue reading Revive your heart for Easter: Look to seeds and plants
One promise I look to in the Bible when I feel everything in my life is screaming, "There is no God! You're all alone in this," is Romans 8:28-29. "And we know that for those who love God all things work together for good, for those who are called according to his purpose. For those… Continue reading Is his promise enough?
You deserve my white-hot affection even when I'm numb. I believe, Help my unbelief!
“Help my unbelief!” Is what I pray most often. Because I don’t see you, I can’t feel you, and I seem to be the recipient of decreased sensation to your work. Chris was onto something, because I can’t smell the color nine either. There is this whiff, this glimpse I get like when a… Continue reading Numb
You are not a well-oiled machine. You're a body with heart disease weak in the limbs and dim in the eyes. You're forgetful, and yet time and time again you look to the One who loves you with his life. You lift your head, revive your heart, strengthen your limp arms and take another step… Continue reading Church
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
Growing up in Roseburg, Oregon in 1989, all the cool kids shopped at the Gap store in Eugene. It's an hour drive. And on some weekends, when I got to go shopping with my friends we would all plan to shop at the Gap and eat at Cinnabon. The aroma of those heavy, buttery, sweet… Continue reading How to cultivate an appetite for Jesus
My german shepherd Lukas has different barks for different things. One of his barks is very aggressive and intimidating. His body lunges, his teeth shows, he barks from his chest. That's the, "there's a predator" bark. At 5 am this morning, Lukas let out an incessant "there's a predator" bark. I shot up off the… Continue reading The back gate the Church has left open for predators
(Image Credit) Who do you submit to? I know, it's a weird thought isn't it? Uncomfortable. I feel defensive as soon as I ask it. "I don't submit to anyone!" Is my instinctual reaction. But it's really not true. We all submit to other people in our lives. If we didn't, anarchy would reign. We… Continue reading Submission to others as a child of God
If I had to grow food out of a garden with soil as hard as your heart and weeds as noxious as your anger I'd starve. You aren't my garden, I know I can't till your soil I can't make you receive the seed. Some days I feel like I'm fighting dandelion weed everywhere and… Continue reading Weary
