I am a mountain lover who is also afraid of heights; I am a city dweller who hates city noise and city lights I live in the midst of tension, but tension lives in me too - always here, but also always not yet; always remembering in a bid to forget. I stand on the… Continue reading les contradictions
I've been on a mini hiatus from the blogosphere again. Totally unintended though. Well, it's because I haven't exactly been in the best headspace lately. I've been worrying about my life (not for my life, I'm not in danger thank God). A lot. And particularly the kind of worry that begins with the question, "What if… Continue reading Where’s God in the Picture?
One of my favourite wordsmiths writes to my heart with this article on the truth about platforms. It's so good I'll just clip the whole article here on my blog: * * * We plant seeds here on the farm, kneel and put hands in the dirt. From dust we have come and to dust… Continue reading On Platforms: Ann Voskamp
What is it like to carry promise? To remember, to remember, places and faces the Lord has etched into your heart and have grabbed at your affections. To surrender, to surrender, that this dream was his to give and to him alone it belongs. To wonder, to wonder, where the breakthrough he declared would be and… Continue reading carrying promise
A while back God revealed an inner insecurity. It happened, by his mercy, and unexpectedly, while I was enjoying the most delicious plate of juicy, tender roast chicken soaked in creamy mushroom sauce at dinner with Becky, at Poulet. Oh, how we both love Poulet so very much, we practically rave about it each time… Continue reading what do you really want
Good morning, folks. It's 7am on a Saturday morning in my little corner of the world. Yes, you read correctly, I'm up early on a weekend. There's been a small stirring in me this week to cherish mornings more than I usually do. There's a sweetness to waking up before my family stirs, to hear… Continue reading the beauty of small things
This voice of mine. I use it, I abuse it, I misuse it. I use it to lead worship on weekends at my church. I use it to encourage someone. I use it to crack jokes that bring laughter to my home and workplace. I use it to teach from the Bible. I use it… Continue reading to be a voice and not an echo.
So. I've caught a cold and the doctor has ordered lots of water, and lots of bed rest. I'm itching to get back to the office tomorrow because it's been such a hiatus from work what with taking so much time off last week for the (amazing) World Assemblies of God conference that our country… Continue reading on sc(rolling) in bed
The Lord's been inviting me to dream with him recently. Note: I already am a dreamer, so when the Lord asks me to dream, it's bigger than the crazy ideas I cook up on a somewhat regular basis. I'm struggling with this one. Before I can even hit a real roadblock, I've already encountered barriers… Continue reading one dream too big
oh, be steady my heart try not to flutter so much