I schlep my ipad to the fitness center and have been biking and ellipticalling (definitely not a real word! Creative license?) to Leonard Sweet’s book, The Jesus Manifesto, and I find even after my normal 35 minutes, I don’t want to…
Kenosis was just like a sandbox, we decided in our theology class. I remember rubbing my forehead, trying to wrap my mind around a foreign Greek word. We searched for images we could comprehend and did what any self-respecting theology…
Today, I have the privilege of introducing Christie Purifoy to all of you at a thirst for God. Always painted with profound prose, Peace Like a River is where Christie shares the ups and downs of a mother’s life searching…
Have you ever had a schedule change that seemed to pull the rug right out from under you? But this time, instead of falling on my back, gasping for air, the schedule change forced me to see my priorities with…
I am homeschooling again this year. And the truth is that although home education is for these blond haired, open-eyed three: a laid out feast of education picked just for them, the vital importance of a strong attachment to parents for the…
(Be aware, Grandma, the pictures don’t come until the end of the post!) I’ve been hungering for delight. My living has become dry boned parched. I escape into the still-dark morning, spread out on the linoleum office table,…
This was the Jesus Calling devotional for July 6 and I am still feeding off it: I am your Father-God. Listen to Me! Learn what it means to be a child of the everlasting King. Your richest duty is…
This is it. That sweet anniversary. My baby’s 3rd birthday and that anniversary of when You were here, so Present. As Present as the red velvet couch I sit on. As pervasive as the yummy bacon smell from the California…
Dear Reading Friends, It’s a joy to have you visit this space, set aside to lift the Savior up. YOU are the reason WE are here. We pray for you often. And we pray our writing will be a gift.…
Sabbath! It was a gift of rest from the hand of God. Wasn’t it just that simple? I had always “done” Sunday, and loved every minute of going to church and enjoying a restful afternoon. But now, I was devouring…