He loves me… he loves me still?
I needed Jesus’ love. I needed him for everyday challenges. He broke through with a song, sung over me, softening my heart as I peered out the train window at maple trees. He loves me, like actually, intensely. I had falsely believed he had been aloof, unconcerned about my suffering, just waiting to bring me to heaven. No wonder I had run so far believing such heresy. I thought he could be my last chance option, like fire insurance, just before I died. As if I could live a full, fun life apart from his control and judgment. But, sweet friend, he loved me so.
Busy heart, receive Advent peace
“Mami, take a deep ‘bref'” my two-year-old coaches me. A bit frustrating as I’ve been anticipating this week’s Advent theme: peace.
Finding rest when it feels impossible: 10 verses for weary hearts
There are seasons when your body is moving faster than your spirit can keep up, and rest feels like something you’ll get to “once things settle down.” (And somehow… things never quite settle down.) If that’s where you find yourself, you’re in the right place.
Waiting on God? Me too. This hope is for us.
Waiting can feel heavy, but God’s faithful. Find hope with 10 Scriptures for waiting and a free printable.
Upgrades from IKEA
There’s a seat at the table for you. I’ve been waiting for you to slow down. The linen tablecloth is spread, fresh flowers smile and the kettle sings. All waiting for you to arrive. As you cautiously step in, I can’t help but give you a big squeeze. “You came!”
“How are you doing?”
When our “not enough” meets Jesus
Jesus took the food, blessed it, broke it, and gave it to the disciples to share with the crowd. From the front row to the skeptical critics lingering in the back, all were fed. The disciples wove through the crowd, picking up the leftovers from smiling faces with full bellies.
Unpacking Anxiety
Jesus held his hands out wide to receive all the worries and fears I’d been carrying. I didn’t self-edit or polish it, but just told him the thought after thought. What else? He’d encourage me to go deeper. Let go of it, Sarah.
A poem: For the woman who…
A poem: For the woman who… Come and take a seat at the table, there is a place just for you. For the woman… For the woman who has a mama,And the one praying for a mama-figure.I see you. For the woman praying for her children,And the one praying to have children.I see you. For […]
Beliefs
Beliefs NICENE CREED We believe in one God, the Father, the Almighty, maker of heaven and earth, of all that is, seen and unseen. We believe in one Lord, Jesus Christ, the only Son of God, eternally begotten of the Father, God from God, Light from Light, true God from true God, begotten, not made, […]
In the Hands of My Father
“Ok, Sarah, second… now third gear. Good.” Dad and I rolled down country road in his silver Volkswagen pick-up, enveloped by lush maple and oak foliage. Barely nine years old, I sat in the passenger’s seat, ready to respond like a runner […]