Exhausted. Burned out. Spent. Going on a dozen years of fostering children, I could relate to Peter, fishing all night; sweaty, drained, depleted….and yet sadly catching nothing. In my own life, I was ready to pull up my net, stop discipling and training children, just to see them leave, a month or even two and a […]
That’s not my Jesus. In 1998, an Aryan Nation security guard, outside the compound founded by Richard Butler, their white supremecy leader, shot at a woman, drove her off the road, and assaulted both her and her son, justified by a tainted mix of nazi-ism and religion. That’s not my Jesus. During college, I self-studied the […]
In padded seats, I remember it well. A teacher standing over me, sharing with the classroom…. “Never just open the Bible and read. It’s dangerous.” He used Matthew 27:5 to justify his fear. “I mean, what if you open the Bible and read, ‘Then he went away and hanged himself’… And someone went out and actually […]
Caught up in the day, I sit down and play, “Bible Roulette”. Something I have done since Bible camp prior to my teens. I can’t say it’s the “right” method for Bible reading. Yet, for me. Somehow…. God always speaks, when I trust. Wait. Pray. And let the Spirit lead. This day I open and find. […]
At twenty-two, I struggled as a new parent. So selfish; my life looked like the Bermuda Triangle; tugging, pulling, and twisting me downward, in a million different directions. Something unseen seemed to hinder me from living in the freedom I should have had, as a new wife and mother. At first, life with a family felt […]
It was just a speck of light. Like oxygen flowing through tired, weary lungs….slowly, barely, hopefully, helplessly. And yet, the light and oxygen never leave the people of God. Sometimes bursting forth, other times glimmering with smaller quantities of air… But always there. Never hopeless. Never destitute. Always Him. Always something, and someone to hold onto. […]