In Paul’s last letter, he wrote to Timothy, “The Lord will rescue me from every evil deed and bring me safely into His heavenly kingdom.” Tradition has it that Paul was beheaded by Nero because of his faith in Jesus. And it does seem kind of ludicrous, doesn’t it? Is being beheaded coming safely anywhere?Continue reading “Easter Everyday”
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Accidental Lent, On Purpose Resurrection
Listen HERE Some years, I am very intentional about how I will grow closer to Jesus during the Lenten season. I make elaborate plans about what I will fast from and which devotionals I will read. Perhaps the memories of celebrating Lent during my Catholic school days impress me with the importance of being satisfiedContinue reading “Accidental Lent, On Purpose Resurrection”
Deconstructed
Our pigs have torn one wall off of their only shelter. The chickens are just about as bad, having picked the insulation out of one side of the chicken house. The cow continually breaks the hay ring so she can lay on her food and peer witlessly at the unused bedding in the barn. NorthContinue reading “Deconstructed”
Reaching Out
Sitting beside the deathbed, I noticed that the last efforts of the woman were to reach out her hand. Was she reaching for water? prayer beads? a photograph? Her reach was unwearying. I took her hand. She squeezed mine and then was able to rest. It reminded me of my children when they were small.Continue reading “Reaching Out”
Here Hovering
It’s 3:30am on Sunday, and I am awake. The phone has buzzed several times, and I know it is darkness calling. Saturday night is attack time for the enemy. The Father of lies saves his best ones for Saturday nights to try to pollute the chance of Sunday morning resurrection. Sickness, sin, death, and theContinue reading “Here Hovering”
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Arise!
The Lamb
We took a field trip to Myrvik Farms in Edmore, ND last week. Their Katahdin Hair sheep were lambing. My children held the lambs and learned about their care and routines. The gentle faces, soft hair, and wobbly legs brought the startling horror of sacrifice into stark contrast. Why did it have to be theContinue reading “The Lamb”
Parable of Grace
Soiling Your hands with my formation muddy rivulets stained Your arms of creation, and lifeless mud I would’ve remained but You breathed new life and called my name. * You knew the cost when this mud would say, “I’ll be the master, though I am but clay.” You knew even then how Your words wouldContinue reading “Parable of Grace”
Keep Watching
Jesus was dead. All was darkness. The greatest surprise I ever experienced happened in the dark. My father and I were sitting on a boat in the ocean. We were far enough from land that we couldn’t see any light, and both of us were gazing toward the eastern horizon. Thousands of miles away layContinue reading “Keep Watching”
Sarah Dixon Young 