Would my daddy not want to come home and face it all, numb himself to the troubles with whiskey and barrel into the house to meet my mama’s anger. I never knew what home would be like and so I understand the children who are unsure of where they will sleep. I’ve never been homeless; yet, I understand the uncertainty of what home will be.
“What is causing the quarrels and fights among you? Don’t they come from the evil desires at war within you? You want what you don’t have, so you scheme and kill to get it. You are jealous of what others have, but you can’t get it, so you fight and wage war to take it … Continue reading Just stop all the fussin’
We need a broader understanding of what it means to be heroic. A brave person is not made in a single moment, on center stage, but in the thousands of little choices that go unseen by all by God. For me, bravery is built every time I choose to walk into a room believing that I am a daughter of the King.
This Five Minute Friday focus word is intentional. My 5:00 timer is set and off we go! When I think of the word intentional all I can think of initially is how far I fall short. And then I choose to turn my eyes toward Jesus and realize He is the example of intentionality. Father is the … Continue reading FMF: How might I be intentional today?
The journey away from a home church can be difficult. Feelings tangle with faith. Relationships are tested and stretched.
Don’t get me wrong, it’s hard to pray this for people you love. My imagination wanted to run to all the most horrible things that could be uncovered.
Even though the Christmas carols have been put away for another 11 months, I'm asking Holy Spirit to bring these words back to mind often throughout 2018. I pray the tune will play softly in the background of my everyday thoughts. Please, Lord, as I tend to let my mind and my heart get cluttered … Continue reading Have I made room for Jesus lately?
The scene shifts. Water splashes at her feet, and she realizes the boat has sprung a leak. Frantic, she looks to the man. Why is he still fiddling? Doesn’t he recognize the emergency? The adrenaline rushes. Her survival instincts scream at her, “You can’t just sit there in a sinking boat. Do something. Stop the leak. Jump. Swim. Do. Something.”