The only way to real life, life that gets you through 30 years is through that death to self. The amazing part is what is born from that dying—the beauty that cannot be found any other way.
Navigating warnings and celebrating the journey
Memento mori
Jesus is the perfect and when we see him, we won’t worry about any half measures.
Perfect kindling
The dying effort still offers life—and what it produces easily ignites a fire.
Though you have not seen him, you love him
“Believe nothing you see and only half that you hear.” ~Edgar Allan Poe My vision is poor, literally and often figuratively. This has caused unnecessary moments of panic on more than one occasion. From standing in the shower and staring hard at the corner of the ceiling above me convinced a spider has decided it … Continue reading Though you have not seen him, you love him
Glimpsing God through gifts He’s bestowed
It’s a number I don’t want to know: how many times I have seen the movie Top Gun. While watching with my nearly 18-year-old daughter for her first time, I was struck by a previously unnoticed detail—the rescue swimmer who jumps into the ocean to rescue Goose and Maverick following the fatal plane crash. What a … Continue reading Glimpsing God through gifts He’s bestowed
Resting in the ashes
“And when the devil had ended every temptation, he departed from him until an opportune time. And Jesus returned in the power of the Spirit to Galilee, and a report about him went out through all the surrounding country.” Luke 4: 13-14 The tile floor is bearable this morning despite record-low temperatures in East Texas. … Continue reading Resting in the ashes
We were not made for this
As she talked, I breathed in, making sure my own chest didn’t rattle. Fearfully I listened knowing that this silent, invisible enemy is working his way nearer, squeezing out breath of any and all along the way.
Deeply moved
“Then Jesus, deeply moved again, came to the tomb.” John 11:38 While I am writing these words, somewhere my daughter is being pepper sprayed, on purpose. It is a requirement for her job as a deputy sheriff. She texted to tell me a time so I could be praying. She is nervous and I am … Continue reading Deeply moved
This is the sign
Years ago I lost a contact in a swimming pool. Something was in my eye after trying to adjust my swim mask and I unintentionally popped that sucker right out into a massive community pool. The contact lens was tinted blue. It was our neighborhood pool, a couple of blocks from our home and the … Continue reading This is the sign
Go-for-broke rescue mission
I smiled and told her I think something’s gotten lost, something’s missing.
When she realizes I mean more than an item missing from my cart, she eyes the Easter cards with scripture on the front and says they are great.
She tells me she believes.
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