A mother reaches into a basket with weary hands and counts out five small loaves of bread and then takes hold of two fish leftover from supper the previous night. She places them into a small bucket, hands the lunch to her son, and smiles as the bucket thumps her back when his small arms... Continue Reading →
Una madre mete la mano en una canasta y cuenta cinco panes pequeños y luego agarra dos peces que sobraron de la cena de la noche anterior. Los coloca en una pequeña lonchera/fiambrera, le da el almuerzo a su hijo y sonríe mientras la lonchera le da un golpe en la espalda cuando sus pequeños brazos rodean su... Continue Reading →
Can you imagine receiving an invitation to go on an afternoon drive to a valley - Filled with dry bones? Granted the option, I might look for an excuse to decline, but in doing so, I would miss the opportunity to see the day… Dry bones danced! While I have not witnessed such a sight,... Continue Reading →
A vast, white wasteland covers the landscape in front of me. Desolate. Barren. Void of life. In the distance, I hear a cold breath of wind snake through the stiff beams of frozen trees and watch as its tentacles, laced with snow, blow across the panorama held in winter’s icy grip. I have only a... Continue Reading →
It’s kind of crazy how quickly things can change, isn’t it? One moment life is headed one direction, and the next a force strikes our lives, the ripples of which impact us - sometimes for years after the event has taken place. For me, it was a walk With another person that ended with a... Continue Reading →
“Mom, what should we have for supper?” I looked up from my project, glanced into the curious face of the one asking the question, and smiled. A fragrant soup simmered on the stove for lunch, but this daughter was already thinking ahead to the next meal. She knew of my propensity for getting involved in... Continue Reading →
Surrender. You have probably seen this word before, but have you noticed what word is tucked into the middle of surrender? Sur - REND - er. According to etymonline.com, the word rend comes from an old English, Germanic word rendan and the Frisian word renda. It has two forms, the verb and the noun. The... Continue Reading →
In the beginning. In the formlessness. In the void. In the emptiness. In the darkness. Over the surface of deep waters. God was there. Hovering. Shivering with anticipation. Delighting in his divine plan. Cherishing the creation that would soon unfurl by the power of his word. In the beginning, within God’s divine purpose… Silence was... Continue Reading →
His divine power has given us everything we need for life and godliness…2. Peter 1:3 (NIV, 1984) Like a needle on a compass pointing to magnetic north, these words had continuously arrested my eyes, captured the musings of my mind, and magnetized the meditations of my soul for five consecutive days. Every time I attempted... Continue Reading →
Is God lazy? Perhaps this is an odd question to ask, but it was the one that rang in my mind as I sat at the table in the early morning comparing my schedule with the God recorded for himself in Genesis 1. I was in the process of contemplating how to structure the short... Continue Reading →
