God Is At Work In The Ugly


The trouble, the pain, just keeps coming and coming – piling up, suffocating, and consuming every thought. You search for hope in the darkness. You barely remember the time, a long time ago, when you thought if you just followed Jesus life would go well, easy. But that was long ago, and your very-real trouble seems to far out-weigh the blessings. Continue reading “God Is At Work In The Ugly”

My Way Is Better


My way is better.

I’m pretty sure I wake up thinking that most every day. My brain is already churning, even before coffee (that’s a scary thought) with what I need to get done and how to get it done.

Yes, I’m a pretty good planner. I’m also good at worrying, bossing people around and general anxiety…(cue the jazz hands, but not in a good way).

This cute little graphic with the catchy phrase “God’s Way is Perfect” is sitting on my desk as I write this, and I spy it out of the corner of my eye often during the week. Did I remember this truth when I woke up this morning? Did I really start my day with this in mind? Or did I check off the idea of giving my day and my perfect plans to Him and proceed with my to do list?

An Anniversary I’d Like To Forget


Almost one year ago, my nephew Graham killed himself. I have felt several times since then that I should write something about it, but the words never came to me. I could not think of how to start such a post, or how to end it. Still to this day, I really don’t know what to write.

I could write about my usual approach to dealing with such things—compartmentalization. Wall it off. Shut it out. Refuse to think about it. Admittedly an immature, self-centered approach. And one that really didn’t work this time as the raw grief in my brother-in-law’s—Graham’s father—cries pierced right through that veil. Never have I heard that kind of hurt in a voice or seen that kind of pain written across a face.

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