"If God be our God, He will give us peace in trouble." That peace is Sabbath.
Why We Need Sabbath
What’s In Your Hand?-Another Look at a Scavenger Omelet
More than satisfying, breakfast was a faith lesson. It was also about communion, as it satisfied my hunger and that of the adorable interloper who nicked what I didn't finish (I was done).
Monday Musings- A Lesson in Balance, aka #whatdoyouwant
Daily, I proclaim that I matter. I declare that the love I pour into the world is love of which I am equally worthy. I am releasing my desperate grip on the toxic martyrdom that backs me into corners and is entirely of my making.
Slowing down, Showing Gratitude for Rest
I love to cook. I love being able to create what I desire. More than satisfaction, making homemade requires presence. I cannot be distracted. I have to be in the kitchen, paying attention.
31 Days of Liminality
Requiem; Here and Gone I've said often, my grandmother lives in me. In many ways, I am more like my mother than my Granny, but Lucille lives in me. I Love Fiercely It was always clear to us that we were sheltered. We were bathed in the glow of her pride, the warmth of her …
31 Days of Liminality
Instead of imagining all that could go wrong, let's celebrate all that is already good.
31 Days of Liminality
Because I know that God is faithful, that God's love is unyielding, I test it all the time. it takes me forever to submit to uncertainty. I know that God is sovereign, but nothing frightens me more than the notion of taking my hands off the wheel.
31 Days of Liminality
Prayer is my reminder that I am not alone. It is a reminder that I am not without hope, or Grace.
31 Days of Liminality
The Very Definition of Both/And This morning's devotion, Born for More, included this admonishment, “Now all glory to God, who is able, through his mighty power at work within us, to accomplish infinitely more than we might ask or think.” You serve an Ephesians 3:20 God, accomplishing exceedingly, abundantly, above anything you could hope, ask, …
31 Days of Liminality
No voice is more powerful than the one we hear most often, our own. What messages are we repeating to ourselves about our value, our desires, our dreams? And how do we speak of faith? Is ours an active practice?
