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 […]
We are starved for quiet, to hear the sound of sheer silence that is the presence of God himself.” – Ruth Haley BartonWhiskey & GodI transitioned out of deconstruction and started rebuilding my spirituality at the beginning of 2018. That New Year’s weekend, I sat on the back porch of the beach house we rented, […]
God loves everyone. No exceptions. (Alternate title: The Gospel According to “The Greatest Showman”)
Desmond Tutu said, “We are, each of us, a piece of God.” When I look in the mirror, I see just one piece of God. I need you to help me see God clearly.
I am grateful for the example Jesus lives out for us during his darkest night of the soul. He knows what a deadly cocktail despair and loneliness create. If you’re feeling forsaken, read this article for two things that can help.
“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 were barstools instead of pews, and bartenders standing in for ushers. Nonetheless, I recognized the feeling permeating the club…
We can’t stop storms. We can’t capture the wind or refuse lightning. Claps of thunder still startle our unsuspecting bodies in the middle of the night. But we continue to trust in a bat-shit crazy God who has continued to show up for us, time and time again.
For years, I believed exactly what Christine Caine’s quote says: God can do in a second what you have been unable to do alone for years. But it only led me away from Christ.
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.