looking for purpose in chaos and comfort
I am in the habit of trusting my abilities, rather than Christ. Huh. That’s a sneaky form of self worship, don’t you think? In my former life, I would continually submit myself to a process doomed to failure because, by putting my faith in my abilities, I factored the Lord out of a critical equation. Ergo, my fear of failure sets me up for failure.
My sweet momma was a teaching leader for a Bible Study Fellowship Class for many years. She influenced me in countless ways because of her commitment to her ministry—and the…
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…
