‘For I know the plans that I have for you,’ declares the Lord, ‘plans for welfare and not for calamity to give you a future and a hope. Then you will call upon Me and come and pray to Me, and I will listen to you. And you will seek Me and find Me, when you search for Me with all your heart. And I will be found by you, declares the Lord… Jeremiah 29:11-14 Fear grips me every morning before I get out of bed. Just this vague and uncomfortable sense that all is not well. Granted, I don’t … Continue reading Temporary Captivity
When I am afraid, I will trust in You. Psalm 56:3 … “I knew that if I allowed fear to overtake me, my journey was doomed. Fear, to a great extent, is born of a story we tell ourselves, and so I chose to tell myself a different story from the one women are told. I decided I was safe. I was strong. I was brave. Nothing could vanquish me. Insisting on this story was a form of mind control, but for the most part, it worked. Every time I heard a sound of unknown origin or felt something horrible … Continue reading The Story I tell Myself
For we all stumble in many ways. If anyone does not stumble in what he says, he is a perfect man, able to bridle the whole body as well. Now if we put the bits into the horses’ mouths so that they will obey us, we direct their entire body as well. James 3: 2-3 What I learned when I had my own horses is just this: simply putting a bit in a horse’s mouth doesn’t really control him. There is more to it than just that. A horse can harden his mouth against a bit so much so that … Continue reading Whoa There Pony
Don’t call me Naomi” she told them. “Call me Mara, because the Almighty has made my life very bitter. Ruth 1:20 She followed her man. What else could she do? Famine had taken hold of her land and all that was familiar was rapidly changing before her eyes. Besides, it’s only temporary, she told herself. Once the famine is over, they will be back. She packed up her belongings and told her two sons to do the same. Then saying goodbye to Bethlehem, she followed her husband to Moab. Her name was Naomi which meant pleasantness. Her life became anything … Continue reading A New Name?
O how I love Your law! It is my meditation all the day. Psalm 119:97 I planned what I thought would be a wonderful summer project for the kids I work with – composting with worms. My great idea was that they could recycle leftovers from their lunches by feeding it to the worms and by summer’s end they would see the beautiful compost the worms made of it. I made two assumptions that proved to be wrong. 1. Not all kids like to handle worms. In fact, out of 25 kids, I could only get two or three to … Continue reading How’s Your Appetite?
Awake now, he told the wind to pipe down and said to the sea, “Quiet! Settle down!” The wind ran out of breath; the sea became smooth as glass. Jesus reprimanded the disciples: “Why are you such cowards? Don’t you have any faith at all?” Mark 4:39 Some of the kids I work with, I have worked with for over two years. Long enough, I would think, to prove my character about certain issues, to know whether I actually mean it when I say something, whether I will actually follow through with the consequences. This is how the conversation usually … Continue reading Quiet! Settle Down!
Remember the day when we first met? I do. I remember the sunshine and the sound of the creek as it rolled by. I remember your tears. I saw your pain, your confusion. You lost all hope that day, remember? But you called out to me, remember that? You called out through the tears. Your words were barely audible, but I heard them. And when you were out of words and out of tears remember how I held you? Remember the peace we shared that day – sweet, heavy, lingering? Did you hear the angels in heaven rejoicing that day? I … Continue reading Remember?
A Special Secret I have learned the secret of contentment in every situation … Philippians 4: 12 Paul didn’t have a particularly easy life. The trajectory of his life may not have gone the way he planned. Maybe he thought following Christ would make his life easier. I mean, don’t we think that at times? Paul was in jail as he wrote this letter, facing probable death if he wasn’t released. He could have twiddled his thumbs, he could have slept the day away, complained, grumbled, started riots or felt sorry for himself or gotten angry at God and indignant … Continue reading A Special Secret