You might not choose to go to the moon, but you can choose to go across the street, or pick up the phone, or write a check – all hard things. You might not hurtle into space, but you can choose to help the needy, go on a mission trip, or start a program to help others. Life is full of hard things, and we need people – Modern Astronauts of the Heart – who will strap in, give a thumbs up and plunge into the unknown. Read more
The worst thing is to look for blame, an oppressor, someone who caused the storm. Some blame God. But no one wins in the blame game and as a victim, you end up the loser. Rather than point a finger, start to look for the clouds to part. Even if its a single shred of sunshine, don't let you eyes look away. Hold on. Read more
And through this process, I’m learning about life again. Winter taught me a few things. It taught me that there is a spring and a summer. And there will be a time of harvest as I find love and restoration, through the soil, sun, and seed. Read more
limbing into bed I wondered if the hour I had put my legs up on a chair in a class had made all the difference, or maybe it was the oxygen…when I was pulled up short by a louder thought – almost a voice: “Why are you trying to explain away My blessing of answered prayer?” And I realized it really was a miraculous answer to the prayers of my friends, my church, and my prayer partner for the day. Read more
No” carries such powerful holds on our lives. It represents a crutch of safety and a wall of comfort against the uncertain. It protects our time, money, and resources. But "no" also strips us of curiosity, discovery, and wonder. It keeps us from the experience of God's blessing. Saying “Yes” to every opportunity put in front of me has been a monumental, life-changing decision. I've discovered the joy of walking into the unknown. I’ve met people and traveled to places that my wildest drea Read more
Saying Yes doesn't mean you have to go across the world. Sometimes you just need to go across the street. Or in this case, just talk to someone across the table. Read more
The prayers were agonizing. They were so intense that red sweat stained his white robe on this blackest of nights. The sorrow was excruciatingly deep, painful and overwhelming. Jesus said he felt like dying. A pall hung over the olive garden, an unsettling silence punctured only by His agonizing plea to His friends, “Stay here. Keep watch with me.” Despite the urgency of His appeal, Peter, James and John missed out on the eternal significance of the moment. After all,... Read more
I did find it ironic that so many Frenchman wept at the destruction of the building, and yet there is no weeping that the church itself is empty of congregants. I’m praying that as they rebuild this church that they will also rebuild the body of believers. A church building without a church is just another pretty façade. And we have plenty of those. Read more
I came across this amazing Santa Fe Artist, Bernadette Freeman, who goes by the name Deco-Collage. She has mastered Decoupage, which is essentially gluing paper stacked on other paper. But her projects go beyond my 7th grade art project. Her projects use thousands of bits of paper, all composed in a mosaic that is explicitly detailed up close and incredibly cohesive from a distance. Her Lincoln portrait hung in the White House for several years before returning home. The portrait... Read more
Jesus steered clear of religious talk and jargon. He spoke simply and plainly. He found the sinners where they lived and then communicated with them in a language they could understand. Read more
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