As I watched the birds gather faithfully at the feeder, another thought came to mind. They come expectantly. Daily. Trusting provision will be there waiting for them. And I thought about God watching us. Not watching with disappointment or impatience—but with loving attentiveness.
Apparently, my new Apple Watch can do quite a lot. It tracks heart rate and sleep patterns, detects falls, and even lets others know where you are if needed. As I looked at those three rings lighting up on my wrist, I couldn’t help but wonder if there was a spiritual lesson tucked inside that tiny screen.
When my husband passed away, there were no filters strong enough to hide my heartache.
I used to measure productivity by progress, things accomplished, boxes checked, and goals met. But this season has asked something different of me. It has asked me to give myself grace when things don’t go as planned.
Healing is rarely swift. Growth is seldom tidy.
Sometimes God’s most tender work happens in the places we never planned to visit.
Christian growth doesn’t only happen in lush gardens with perfect conditions. Often, it happens in the cracks, when we are pressed, when life feels barren, and when no one seems to notice. Yet, God notices. His Spirit nourishes us in unseen ways, giving us strength to rise day after day.
Hosea calls us to break up unplowed ground, not to sit in our hardened places. Just as that day in the field with my grandson, preparing the soil takes effort. It takes intention. It takes clearing. It takes surrender.
They say you’ve seen it all by a certain age, but life has a way of keeping us humble and amused. Case in point: my youngest grandchild showed up for a sleepover, proudly carrying his dinosaur toothbrush and his own tube of toothpaste. Apparently, Mimi’s toothpaste...
When my friend Lisa Dixon Jones invited me to join her Planksgiving Challenge to strengthen my physical core, I thought, Why not? I’m always up for a good challenge – even at my age! However, let me tell you, gravity, and I are old acquaintances, and it has taken its...
“Behold, children are a heritage from the LORD.” Roy and I didn’t have to remind ourselves of the truth embedded in Psalms 127:3 ESV. We were thrilled when we realized we were expecting our first baby. We immediately set to work outlining everything we had to...