a planted life | learning to love
There's a story in Genesis that grabs me. Abraham and Sarah used their servant Hagar in their unbelief to get for themselves the child God promised. But when Sarah finally gave birth to the son God had promised, they sent Hagar and her son Ismael away into the desert. In Genesis 21:8-21, the story goes... Continue Reading →
Elevenish years ago I was ready to die on the mountain of the issue of women not working outside the home. Today I read this tweet from Jared C. Wilson: A few years back, I significantly reduced my exposure to Christian influences that prove more passionate about "issues" than Christ & I've been better off... Continue Reading →
The moon looks like your gaze blazing light through the dark veil of night but I know it's just an illusion. I see the moon but I can't see you. You must be gazing brighter in a night darker tearing the veil cause I don't know another way. I can't see your light, but no... Continue Reading →
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 →
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 →
"Now Jericho was shut up inside and outside because of the people of Israel. None went out, and none came in. And the Lord said to Joshua, "See, I have given Jericho into your hand, with its king and mighty men of valor. You shall march around the city, all the men of war going... Continue Reading →
We went to the gym as a family today. It's a new stage of life for us. Both of our sons are now tall young men. My husband is the resident personal trainer and all things fitness in our family. If it were up to me, we'd all just put on flip-flops and go for... Continue Reading →
I always look up when I talk to you The dark sky speckled with stars- so far. My little words from this two foot plot don't travel much. Certainly not way up there. I hang my head. Do you hear little speck-of-dust me? I close my eyes. You seem so too far. But the word... Continue Reading →
I watched all night. My daughter’s body thrashing. Her mouth yelling vile words. Words she should not know. Her young body was evidently being abused by evil. Something foul was possessing her. Oppressing her. Perverting the beauty I could see in her. I looked away. I needed a break from the visage of my precious... Continue Reading →
Cultivating Faithfulness 