I took off work today in obedience to this Holy Day of Obligation. It was a struggle to even ask for it, against my people-pleasing ego in the midst of the busiest time of the year. Busy, not just because Christmas is coming, but year-end for accountants…sigh. Yet, once again, I find myself incredibly grateful … More Advent, Feast of the Immaculate Conception
There are big, beautiful trees around our lanai. At least, I see them as beautiful. My husband looks at them with disgust. And at the first opportunity (a.k.a. Hurricane Ian) he started digging the biggest, most beautiful one out of the ground. I have been protesting this seeming destruction, but in reality, he is right … More Advent, digging out the roots
The path to eternity recently curved in a direction I never expected. I thought I knew exactly where He was taking me, why I was going, and how it would work out – happy fairy-tale ending and all. It turns out His plans are greater than my plans. “For my thoughts are not your … More His Plans are Greater than Mine
We are only seven days into the new year and I’m already fed up with resolutions. Every year trying a new “rule” to get closer to ever elusive happiness. I feel like a whiny child…do I haaaavvve to follow the rules? The world is telling me I don’t have to. I recently saw a … More Get Yourself a New Map
You can almost feel electricity in the air this time of year. You can see the physical tension between “hurry up” and “wait” hunching everyone’s shoulders as they try to power through. Billions of people are buzzing around, furiously preparing for something. Another close of a business year. Looming family gatherings. The expectation of a … More The Weight of the Waiting
The path to eternity starts at the base of a mountain. From the beginning of the path, we look up towards heaven. The steep climb looks impossible. Some just never attempt it. What’s the use? Some convince themselves they can do it. They can do anything if they just try. If they want it bad … More The Plateau
The sun was just peeking over the horizon as my toes squished into the sand. My daughter was up ahead of me on the beach, her bag already heavy with treasures. I ran to catch up, eager to see the latest perfection she was so excited about. She held out her hands to display her … More I Like the Broken Ones
Busy. We wear it like a trophy. Fighting for it and empathizing about it simultaneously. We compare schedules like battle scars, equally impressed and saddened by the trauma; feeling less than our peers if our busy doesn’t measure up, tragically wishing for wounds to prove our commitment to the war. The absence of busy threatens … More Busy
Numbers. I crunch them for a living. I am passionate about accounting for things, diligently ensuring everything balances and ties out. The last missing penny has been known to haunt me. So how did I miss out on the book of Numbers in the Bible for most of my life? This little jewel has my … More God’s Math
I have been playing ping pong for months. Actually, years. Great game when it’s just for fun. Super frustrating when I’m wrestling with truth. The match is between chasing perfect and striving for holy living. I often feel like I am being tested – will I listen? obey? choose God? Testing is hard to understand. … More Holy Ping Pong
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