Why My Daughter Insists She is NEVER Coming Home!

I get her text. “I am never, ever, ever, never coming home.” And I knew she was hooked. Full blown.  Undone.  In love. Only sixteen. From a family who doesn’t practice dating…..But, I knew when she saw him, her heart would be mush melting.  And all logic.  Useless. After all, she is my daughter. And go […]

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On Top of the World. A “hello” and “goodbye”.

I stand in the center of a map of the world.  Call2All Conference in L.A.  And I hear a voice.  Familiar. Deep. Coming from behind.  The piece of me I have so longed to see….. And there you are.  Tan.  Tall.  Shining bright before all. And you look different:  Older.  Wiser.  Brighter…….with the light of Jesus. […]

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Wholehearted Devotion…..In A Cave.

6:00 a.m.  Blanket of black covers windows surrounding.  And darkness is the mask….of sleep….and dreams….and all things unknown by the world deep in rest. Yet, in China….they would have been awake for hours. 4:00 a.m. The rising and fleeing to mountain caves and trees and places hidden. So, they can worship in the dark.   Before eyes […]

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When the World is Blind……God Sees.

They sit there alone.  Untouched.  As time catches them….passes away….the days of their lives. Empty. Hands fail to grip much.  Mothers love.  Fingers gripping for any hope of touch. These.  The forgotten ones. And yet, each with a story.  And, it’s easy to think…..because we are far.  Have lives. These images of children need not consume […]

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A Journal Entry – Mexico 1989

O.K. so I have always been a little strange.  As a child I remember being held captive by our black and white screen…..images of starving children in Africa & the reality of their pain.  (Not a lot has changed) …..While other children play outside & people run to and fro….doing other things. Started working at fifteen. […]

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Unmasking Real

And He whispers…..“Be Real”. And yet, I come to him bottled up without notions of what real is. Like a shroud covering….                   Layer over layer.                                                  Felt…but not noticed.                                                                                   So long imposed… And I see them.  The masked.  Religious.  Hiding in black.  And I ache for them. The nameless, faceless ones.Unseen.                   Unknown.                                                 Unnoticed.                                                                                   Unloved… But then, I […]

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