Stand firm in your faith. God has you covered. “Surely, he will never be shaken; The...Read More
We awoke to cool mountain air this morning. Rain peppered down on earth parched by two weeks of an unbearable July heatwave. The air felt fresh. Birds sang. Hummingbirds darted around their sugar water in a feeding frenzy.
It was delightful.
My goodness, what a difference a day makes.
What a difference God’s grace makes!Read More
O Lord, You are my God. You are my Redeemer, my Counselor, my Prince of Peace. You are my Savior and my Lord. I yearn to be set apart for Your glory — to be a light in the darkness, the sweet aroma of Christ for those I encounter along the way.
These are the desires of my heart.
But my life feels like a mess.Read More
Have you ever had one of those days? But God …
Shadows laced together like interlocking fingers carpeting the trail beneath my feet. Blue chicory mingled with fuchsia-painted sweet pea among the boulders heralding my hike.
A cool breeze rubbed against my neck stiff with tension and whispered for me to look up to the sky wrought with glory.
But I didn’t want to.Read More
Lord, I know You are with me. Always! Regardless of my circumstances, You promised to never leave me nor forsake me. Even King David said “Where can I flee from Your Spirit?”
I know You are faithful to fulfill Your Word. I trust You.
But right now, in the middle of this chaos, this crazy detour, this very difficult place, I cannot sense Your Presence. Although I know You’re here I need to feel the touch of Your hand.Read More
The birdhouse hangs in the corner of my porch beneath the eaves, its teal blue paint bringing the color of heavenly places a little closer. Twigs jut out from the circular opening, evidence of a home for momma bird’s little ones.
In the ancient juniper next to the house, daddy bird sings his heart out. Day in and day out, rain or shine, blustery or calm, I hear him in the branches — his song fills the air with praise and perhaps love for his beloved nestled in the twigs.
My heart smiles.Read More
Lord, You are my Father — my good, good Father. I do not question that Your plans for me are good. I don’t even question Your ways — I’ve learned to trust in Your sovereignty.
But I still catch myself striving.
Like a gerbil on the wheel, some days I feel like I’m racing to accomplish all that is before me and not lose my footing, but it feels like I’m just madly going around in circles.Read More