As we celebrate 250 years of independence tomorrow, I’ve been thinking about liberty and freedom – not just what they mean for us as a nation, but even more importantly, what they mean in faith. The more I reflect, the more I realize that both kinds of liberty share the same struggle: they require humility,…
We’ve all felt the urge to fit in, to be comfortable, to be stable, to be affirmed, to have a sense of belonging in this world. It’s natural to want to be cozy here and to settle in. But we’re just passing through! Scripture reminds us that this is all temporary: “This Is Not My…
With all the divisive rhetoric in the world today, it’s comforting to pause and reflect on those things that define a different and divinely purposeful way, which promises peace both here in this life and forevermore. Matthew 7:13-14 shares the contrast in choices and offers the invitation to step through that narrow gate: “The Narrow…
I have a battle going on inside me – that battle between my feelings of inadequacy (not wise enough, not strong enough, not good enough) and the Lord’s promises of being with me and for me (it’s His wisdom, His strength, and His view of my worthiness). Some days that battle is much more intense…
I yearn for those moments when I feel God’s presence…reminding me He’s near…encouraging me to trust Him even more. We hear about God’s presence in Exodus 24:17, “the awesome sight: the glory of the Lord…like a raging fire.” I love that description…a raging fire…and even though I typically feel His presence much more subtly than…
My wife worked on a 3,000 piece puzzle…it got increasingly beautiful as various images within the puzzle came together…and it was spectacular when all the pieces were finally put in place. Which got me thinking about our lives, the puzzles we really are, and our Creator and Puzzleer who knows how each piece fits together…
There are many moments I forget how close God truly is. But the more I seek, the more I find His presence everywhere and His fingerprints on everything – in creation for sure; in that unexpected moment where someone calls at that perfect time with the perfect comment; in that reminder of what God has…
I’m remembering my Dad on this Father’s Day. I wrote this poem based on a lesson he wanted me to learn about praying believing, and the miracle that happened which gave us a bit more time with him before he was called home to his eternal celebration: “Ask Believing” My Dad was sick, we rushed…
I think each of us find ourselves thinking forward to what is yet to come and pondering what that might entail. Then, the longer we focus on the future and what’s coming next, we open ourselves up for the anxiety that naturally comes. When I find myself doing that, I’m quickly drawn back to focusing…
