Photo by Aaron Burden on UnsplashFaith and Fear: Pandemic EditionToward the beginning of this global pandemic, I had fitful sleep, to put it gently. Stress dreams. Awake at all hours of the night. Waking up in a panic.What about you?Unfortunately, over the past week, I’ve had it all over again. And Lindsey shared with me […]
For Lent, I am Giving Up Fear-Based TheologyImage by James Chan from PixabayPerfect love casts out fear—such an active verb phrase. One imagines a hefty seizing by the neck-scruff and an ignominious hurling out of a doorframe. (Anyone else picturing swinging saloon doors and a random horse tied to a nearby post? No? That’s just me? Damn, […]
“One of the great tragedies of life is that men seldom bridge the gulf between practice and profession, between doing and saying. A persistent schizophrenia leaves so many of us tragically divided against ourselves. On the one hand, we proudly profess certain sublime and noble principles, but on the other hand, we sadly practise the […]
We may never know exactly who is living their worst-case scenario at any given moment, but we can safely assume that everyone around us is carrying a heavy load.
I vow to let go of past failures and strengthen what remains so I can be a better version of myself each day. Not let go of them completely, as in forget them, but take my fear, shame, mistakes and misgivings, and put them under my feet.
“We who have run for our very lives to God have every reason to grab the promised hope with both hands and never let go. It’s an unbreakable spiritual lifeline, reaching past all appearances right to the very presence of God where Jesus, running on ahead of us, has taken up his permanent post as […]
“When you are fully known and loved you have a home.” –Joel Ansett “…known and loved.” The words make my stomach twist and knot. I cringe and my insides curdle at the thought of being known. I shrink back in fear of being seen as I truly am. I’ve been scared of God for years. And […]
There is no storm that isn’t subject to His whisper and there is no furnace where He will ever fail to join His children. I am learning that the miracle of God may not always come in the way I was taught as a child, with a laying on of hands and oil and shouts; the miracle of God, more often than not, may be that He is absolutely willing to walk with me through every Valley.
Do you remember the iconic scene from Forrest Gump, when Forrest tells the woman on the bench next to him, “Life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you are going to get.” At 25, I had my entire life planned out. Whom I would marry, how many children I would have, my career, the car I would drive, the places I would travel. It was glorious. I thought I would only pick the chocolates I liked.
Cancer upended it all. In the ugly packaging of cancer came my greatest joy.