There is only one today. And as I stand just inside the foyer of 2012 with my fingers wrapped around His ageless hands, hoping I can somehow scoot near enough to know Him as Counselor, He whispers one phrase. From a group of women gathering to discuss, to my own...
“It is to your advantage that I go away.” John 16:7** I’ve read it before. Highlighted it in my Bible and underlined — I’ve been here at least twice, but today it’s new. Isn’t that just like You? Always new, always making the...
Motherhood has a subtle lie attached to it. These years are not about me, they are about them. Sounds good, right? I scurry to fill tummies and enrich minds and foster hunger for Jesus. I teach fingers to tie shoes, lips to say “will you forgive me?”, and...
“The words of the Lord are pure words, like silver tried in a furnace of the earth, purified seven times.” Psalm 12:6** I was made to inhale and exhale purity. What is there of mine, if tried in the furnace of earth, that could stand? But You, oh God,...
When life bulges — pushes, prods and stretches — simple adoration is my safe place. He has made for me a quiet alcove, in the loud years of raising littles, to remind me of all that is good. (Each Monday, the column of adoration to the right-side of my...
I was half distracted with the next item on my list and half preoccupied by the events of the morning. I didn’t even notice the tutorial happening a few paces away. The woman stocking the produce held out two different pears to demonstrate the difference between...
