I am frustrated with my frustration. I am impatient with my own impatience. Why do I keep letting these little people get to me? We may all look put-together as we herd our scrubbed and somewhat-matching little duckies into church on Sunday morning, but I have a feeling we all say the same things come mid-Monday morning. Today we had a frustrating morning of attempting school while trying to keep the baby from climbing from the chairs to the...
Some weeks, I think of about a million things to write. Other weeks it seems that I’m just “done” and have nothing to say. I try to simply ask God what I should write and draw, and then listen for the truths that encourage my (often) weary heart. I read this the other day in a great little devotional, “Experiencing the Trinity” by Joe Thorn: “To be moved by the love of Jesus is not the arousal of...
We are celebrating a Maundy Thursday meal with our community group tomorrow night and I was doing some research for the devotional. What is Maundy Thursday? I’m so glad you asked, because I didn’t know either! It’s mostly agreed that the “maundy” comes from the Latin “mandatum” which comes from the words spoken by Jesus on the night He celebrated the Passover with His disciples, the same night He was betrayed by his friend and later turned over to...
Flower Image: Shay Cochrane Photography I put my foot to the gas pedal today and remembered my dream. I am driving and the brakes aren’t responding as I careen through traffic. Out of control. And scared. I often have another dream. I’m at school and ready for class. In some versions I don’t have my schedule so I have no idea where class is and what time it starts. In another version, I haven’t done any studying and today is...
“Consider it pure joy, my brothers and sisters, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith produces perseverance. Let perseverance finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything. If any of you lacks wisdom, you should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to you. But when you ask, you must believe and not doubt, because the one who doubts is like a wave of the...
My son, who is now one, is beginning to love little hiding places. When I take him into the bathroom with me (because that’s what moms of curious walking one-year-olds must do, right?), he crawls into the empty cabinet under the sink and shuts the doors. Another favorite place is the space in the corner of our living room behind our Ikea lounge chair. There’s something comforting about being tucked into a secret place, unless you are claustrophobic like...
