Psalm 8:4 What is man that you are mindful of him, and the son of man that you care for him? The performance is over. The after party a memory. We head home. There is still a wedding tomorrow. I walk towards the house. I look up. My first reaction is to fall to my knees. The sky is ablaze with twinkling starlight. The richness powerful. I can not absorb the vastness. The Universe. The galaxies. How marvelous. I say it out loud. What is mere man that you are mindful of him? The ... View Post
We Yield, He Works, We Rest
Do you stumble out of bed? Is there a longing to pull the sheets over your head and wish the day would go away? I do. The desire to sink into quiet, no schedules, sleep past 5:30, rise to greet me. I always feel the need to be moving. I have to be accomplishing something. Yet somehow I feel as if nothing is ever done. I am just treading water. I stare into the fog this morning wanting to roll over and just shut it all out. I don't want to feel, or work through the day. I have an early morning meeting, the kids school ... View Post
The Cost Of The Cross
Snow. In April. Poor man's fertilizer. The temperature has dropped 30 degrees. The water has traveled outside it's boundaries. Warm air has given way to a bitter wind. Reminding us that winter has not had it's final say. It is Holy Week. For some, this means nothing. For me. It is everything. The journey Jesus took to the cross is the defining piece of my faith. He came into Jerusalem Hailed as King and left Jerusalem via the cross. He took on the dirty and broken; so that we might live. He died to save a wretch like me; when He himself was sinless. And as we ... View Post
Thy Faithfulness
I glance out the window. It is a pink sunrise and even after almost 8 months my heart drops. The same color as the morning Elijah met Jesus. The morning I still can't reconcile with. The morning that my life changed forever. When time stood still. Yet the morning that caused me to say; His mercies are new every morning. It is what I entitled the picture. And they are. His Mercies are. . . new. . . every morning. Each and every one. Mercy that we don't deserve. Grace beyond measure. All new. . . each morning. Find it. ... View Post
At The Sound Of His Great Name
"Every fear; has no place; at the sound of your great name The enemy; he has to leave; at the sound of your great name" ~Natalie Grant This journey is relentless. There is no escape. The weight of grief a daily struggle. I cry out. The enemy flees;at the sound of His great name. Our fears; have no place at the sound of His great name! My anguish and my grief have been conquered. Do you know that power? Have you been washed in the blood? Can you stand on His promises? When your world is shattered and your baby isn't ever coming home; when your mom ... View Post
The Super Bowl And The Almighty. . .All In A Day
It's Sunday. And I know his mercies are new every morning. It was the immediate thought that ran through my head when I saw the sunrise the morning of Elijah's home-going. His mercy and grace have been extended greatly in the past 6 months. We have been carried when we can not walk. We have been loved and cared for by our friends and community in ways I could never have imagined. I am glad for this day of rest. I am weary. The week has been long. My emotions getting the better of me most of the time. I can't sort out some of this ... View Post
