looking for purpose in chaos and comfort
Some day, pain is coming for you. When it does, you will find that advice, no matter how sound or sincere, is hollow or even a little preachy. The Sunday school answers sound formulaic and don’t at all satisfy, but it’s not appropriate for you to set everyone else straight. They don’t get it; you endure it.
“It’s pretty much useless for me to do anything,” I wailed pitifully. Our CRV crept through the pedestrian stripes in front of Walmart, my husband, the good Rev, at the…
“I just don’t know why God led us here,” my friend said wearily. “Why did He put us through this?” I’m flopped on my bed, door shut, lights off, phone…
I held a baby today. That’s not a big deal, right? It is. For a moment it’s unfamiliar—the lightness of a newborn, his head worked up into the curve of…
“You need to start praying that God will show you the depth of your sin.” Her words hung in the air for a moment. It didn’t sting like it does…
Years ago at a bible study, I learned something about Jesus’ last moments on the cross that I had never heard before. Jesus’ declaration moments before death, the Greek word…
I had a revelation this morning when my Bible fell open to this page. I shared with my small group last night that I’d been angry with God since we…
I shocked myself a little bit this week when I realized I hadn’t published anything on this blog since February. FEBRUARY. Dang. Where’ve I been? It’s not that I haven’t…
