The Judgment
I was only ten when I learned to turn up my nose to people who weren’t “like me.”
Actually, I had learned it a few years before and was simply starting to put my training to good use…
I was only ten when I learned to turn up my nose to people who weren’t “like me.”
Actually, I had learned it a few years before and was simply starting to put my training to good use…
It’s Epiphany today: the feast of the three kings, the three sages, the three very wise men. They arrived late on the scene — some say two years — when Jesus was no longer described as a baby, but a young child; staying not in a stable, but a house. The point is: they showed…
I’ve always wondered what it might have been like to be alive that night in Bethlehem. I’ve wondered what it would have been like to be one of those shepherds on the hills… to have seen it. To have heard it. To have been there to welcomed Him. I read the words and imagine myself…
Once upon a time, I greeted every new morning with a bright rendition of a song I learned way back when I was tiny: “Good morning, good morning, good morning, it’s time to rise and shine!”
Not only was it time to rise and shine, but I was ready to rise and shine. Not now. Now my first words are usually, “Oh … I’m sorry, but I’m tired, Lord.”
Truly, in light of all that He has done for us this year–every single day of this year–our hearts would do well to join with David in exulting “Blessed be the Lord, who daily loadeth us with benefits, even the God of our salvation. Selah,” (Psalms 68:19 KJV) and in joining our voices together in praising Him who has done so many Great Things for us as His children.
Trudging, weighed down, through deep, clinging mire.
Aching legs, sore feet.
Shoulders bent with the heavy load.
Bondage, to a lifestyle thought wanted,
Thought beautiful,
Turned ugly.
Stopped, by one without a load.
You don’t need to carry this. Drop it.
I believed for years that God loved me more than He loved other people.
Of course I didn’t say so.
But I thought He cared about me more because…
Pieces of shattered glass lay everywhere on the table, looking for all the world like a heap of rubbish, destined for the nearest trash can. They were jagged pieces, apparently cut and broken without thought or care, and the beauty of the colored glass seemed hopelessly marred and wasted. But, what looks like ruin and…
Tomorrow morning, I whisper to myself, Tomorrow morning I’m going to get up as soon as the alarm goes off. I’m going to have time. Time to soak in scripture, time to pick up my pen and scribble words on paper, time to figure it all out. And then I sink into my pillow, tired…
My quiet time that day started out like any other. A quick prayer left my lips for God to bless my heart as I sought Him. I opened the Bible study book I was currently working through. And an eye-opening, heart-rending hour began. Many times, I was tempted to close my Bible, say “Amen,” and…
“If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify us from all unrighteousness.” 1 John 1:9 You want to know something? Confession makes me uncomfortable. Getting honest before God is tough for me. I’m a perfectionist. I like to have everything neat and tidy, all my…
Perhaps because it is so honest and authentic, Psalm 17:8 has always been one of my favorite verses. “Keep me as the apple of your eye; hide me in the shadow of your wings.” Psalm 17:8 (NIV) “Keep me as the apple of Your eye” the psalmist pleads. Can’t you just hear the desperation in…
The End.
The End.