Like the photo of a wrecking ball, smashing the walls of a Chinese Church. I saw the destruction coming. I felt the event happening. No, there was no steal ball, no dust and smoke, no rubble or physical substance left lifeless along the earth. But destruction happened, nonetheless. Loss. Internal scars that crushed even the most […]
A Year of What It Might Be Like In Heaven – A Tribute to My Dad
It’s been a year since I kissed your bald forehead, that tumultuous day, and walked out of the room after saying my last goodye. And yet, in my heart, you are still alive. I saw you the other day, in the grey-haired grandpa behind me at the grocery store. He befriended me, just like you would […]
For Those Who Have Been Living Small Lately, But Are Now Ready to Break Out in Bold Faith
As the dawn breaks and we all stretch, as if stiff-legged bears, coming out of our caves after a long winter… Much has changes. Snow geese cover the long-since plowed fields, as if angels decended, upon the muddied soil of our well-picked hearts. Do we notice the rivers, once mild and molded, now spilling out, uncontained, […]
A War Has Started
A war started yesterday. We were driving away from one church and headed to another, and Amir Tsarfati, who we had heard speak a few years ago, shared the heartbreaking news. Russia had been surrounding Ukraine like a swarm of locus’; posturing, posing, and purposefully intending to strike Ukraine, though Ukraine had done nothing wrong. Then, […]
After Over 10 Years of Blogging, It’s Finally Here!
Friends, I have been blogging for over 10 years….TEN! That is a lot of words, and questioning, digging, and Scripture sharing! Over the years, my writing has grown from short, few-line, poetic prose, to long, often 1,000 word posts, sharing what God has deposits in my bones, hours and sometimes days earlier. (I have been trying […]
Stop Wrestling God for the Pen
As a parent, I have one particular child who is unusually obedient. She says “yes” with a willing heart, whether I ask her to clean up her room or empty the dishwasher. I have another child who struggles. She had a hard past and sometimes wrestled with whether she can trust what someone is asking of […]