A four year old who is dear to my heart visited this week, and when I announced that it was time to clean up all of our toys, she had as many excuses as Moses when He was called by God to return to Egypt. “I am so tired,” she tried. “My hands are tooContinue reading “Cure for Unbelief”
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A Beautiful Thing
I once spoke at a women’s event where a man, who was helping prepare food, thought it enormously funny that I was both a lady speaker and a Southern Baptist. He joked that he would turn his chair around every time I opened my mouth, as famously happened at the Southern Baptist Convention when AnneContinue reading “A Beautiful Thing”
Sure
This is not going to be an article about homeschooling, or the passage of time, or how quickly children grow up, but my oldest child graduated from high school last weekend. The day was beautiful, and my take-away has been thankfulness that I can know what I’m sure of. Launching a child into this coldContinue reading “Sure”
Impoverished
There are many kinds of poverty. Several weeks ago, an eleven year old boy told me that when he was younger, there had been no food in the house. He had seen puppies nursing and had realized that they were receiving sustenance. He was so hungry that he had fed alongside those puppies from theContinue reading “Impoverished”
The Shining Wire
For a snare to work, an animal’s gut instinct must drive it to kill itself. Struggling against the snare is precisely what strangles it. Snares are ugly things. Anyone who has seen an animal in a snare doesn’t want to talk about it. The Psalmist recognized a snare’s connection to sin, as did the Prophets.Continue reading “The Shining Wire”
No Recipe Needed
I’ve made copious amounts of chocolate chip cookies during my lifetime. I’m not talking about hundreds, friends. It’s definitely in the thousands. I’ve made chocolate chip cookies so often that I no longer need the recipe. The way I see it, a chocolate chip cookie is appropriate to every possible social scenario. Neighborhood children needingContinue reading “No Recipe Needed”
Glorify God in Your Body
It’s a predictable pattern. A young teen does not feel safe in her home. Alcohol changes people she loves into monsters who cannot be trusted. This week, her little sister came to ask me to pray for her. “Sister cuts her legs and arms,” the little one said. Harm begets harm. When the Apostle PaulContinue reading “Glorify God in Your Body”
Chrome Commodes and Other Idols
The heavy metal door swung closed with a clang, and I was alone in the drunk tank. (That’s what they call the solitary confinement room in my local jail.) The block walls and cement floor are bare. A shiny chrome commode adorns one corner. It seems larger than it is because it is the onlyContinue reading “Chrome Commodes and Other Idols”
Of Nails and Sparrows
Heman was an important man. He was the grandson of Samuel, the prophet, in the Old Testament days of conquest. He was a Levite, of the tribe of Levi, specially chosen to serve God in regard to the holy things of the tabernacle. Talented. Pedigreed. Chosen. Capable. During David’s reign, Heman was appointed as aContinue reading “Of Nails and Sparrows”
The Chicken or the Egg?
I collect eggs from my chicken coop everyday. It’s an opportunity to practice philosophy: Which came first? The chicken or the egg? Philosophy is limited, however. It only leads full circle. If there weren’t any eggs, there would cease to be chickens. And if there weren’t any chickens, there wouldn’t be any eggs. I foundContinue reading “The Chicken or the Egg?”
