It’s Not Sacrifice But Privilege
I wonder if Jesus really thought about our salvation as a sacrifice or more like a privilege, an honor to lay down His life to spend eternity with His friends? For the joy – the holy privilege – set...
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It’s the beginning of a new year and I don’t have a word, a detailed plan or written goals. I’m more confused than I was 3 weeks ago about next steps in my life. I’m praying about what I should do...
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Once again, for the third time, the Lord called Samuel. He got up, went to Eli, and said, “Here I am; you called me.” Then Eli understood that the Lord was calling the boy. He told Samuel, “Go and lie...
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How then will they call on him in whom they have not believed? And how are they to believe in him of whom they have never heard? And how are they to hear without someone preaching? And how are they to...
View ArticleWhen You’re Not a Precious Thing
One of my oldest girlfriends and I have a long-standing joke about each other. I giggle at the way she delicately uses her fingertips to pick anything up. She looks like she’s doing ballet or touching...
View ArticleThe Soil of Friendship
I pull my hands from the water and wipe them soapy straight on my jeans. I crouch down to see eye to eye with my four-year-old, breathe deep, and listen to his most urgent cry: “Mommy, my brudders are...
View ArticleDiscovering Phoebe
When I was in the thick of corporate ladder climbing, I had an image in my head of what success would look like. It would include a team to manage, a beautiful office, a fancy title on a business...
View ArticleIt’s Not Sacrifice But Privilege
I wonder if Jesus really thought about our salvation as a sacrifice or more like a privilege, an honor to lay down His life to spend eternity with His friends? For the joy – the holy privilege – set...
View ArticleFocus on Who Not Do
Dr. Seuss may have had great insight and given us all a hint about how to live a good life when he named his fictional small village WHOville, instead of DOville. I’m entering a new season and have...
View ArticleSunday Scripture
Once again, for the third time, the Lord called Samuel. He got up, went to Eli, and said, “Here I am; you called me.” Then Eli understood that the Lord was calling the boy. He told Samuel, “Go and lie...
View ArticleSunday Scripture
How then will they call on him in whom they have not believed? And how are they to believe in him of whom they have never heard? And how are they to hear without someone preaching? And how are they to...
View ArticleWhen You’re Not a Precious Thing
One of my oldest girlfriends and I have a long-standing joke about each other. I giggle at the way she delicately uses her fingertips to pick anything up. She looks like she’s doing ballet or touching...
View ArticleThe Soil of Friendship
I pull my hands from the water and wipe them soapy straight on my jeans. I crouch down to see eye to eye with my four-year-old, breathe deep, and listen to his most urgent cry: “Mommy, my brudders are...
View ArticleDiscovering Phoebe
When I was in the thick of corporate ladder climbing, I had an image in my head of what success would look like. It would include a team to manage, a beautiful office, a fancy title on a business...
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