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Our dining room is topsy turvy. Kitchen chairs and barstools are hidden and stashed in a closet in the bedroom. There’s no room for but four people at our dining table. The living room bookshelves now attend the table, stacked on their sides and emptied, banana boxes stuffed with the contents. Pieces of furniture…
These are my thoughts about an honorary member of my birth family, my just-like-a-sister Sandy. Forty years ago this week she dared me into going to church–Calvary Chapel in Costa Mesa, California. It was the height of the ‘Jesus Movement’ of the 70’s and Sandy had been hounding me to go and give my life to…
I first met (via words, of course) Professor Karen Swallow Prior through her coming of age book of essays, titled simply Booked (T.S. Poetry Press, 2012) . I related to so much of what she said about the way literature shaped her life growing up and eventually the way books led her to God. I…
(And I don’t mean exercise. Well, maybe…) Each year that I’ve been keeping a journal and spending time with God I’ve heard him speak a theme into my life. Last year that word/theme was ‘Dwell.’ All throughout my quiet time and my reading the word came up in some form or another–WAIT, REST, BE STILL,…
The other morning I was lamenting to the Lord– accounting to Him the dearth of any time set aside to feed myself— emotionally, mentally, spiritually– (forgetting that He already knows) and glanced out the window at the birds. (not these birds…….this is snow from a few years back…) but birds ignoring the rain, balancing…
I couldn’t help thinking this week about how God has been driving home my out loud confession of wanting to ‘dwell’ in Him this year. “Send forth your light and your truth, let them guide me; let them bring me to your holy mountain, to the place where you dwell.” Psalm 43:3 Yes, He’s been…