My mom let some insecure words slip through the phone line the other day. She shared her sense of insufficiency as she wondered what words to offer her friend—one whose doctor recently said he thought her cancer had progressed.
The other day, I reached for a handful of Kleenex for a friend when her tears were the only things I could wipe away.
I’m learning more about myself through prayer and cleaning closets. **** My early morning habit is to slip away for some still moments and steep in prayer and silence.
We begin our seven-week series on Sacred Marriage by Gary Thomas with Chapters 1 and 2. Today, I have chosen to write about expectations and selfishness.
Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.
You keep track of all my sorrows. You have collected all my tears in your bottle. You have recorded each one in your book.
Asking Questions For the new year, Andy and I committed to read daily devotions from our iPad’s YouVersion Bible app. After, we cover the chapter associated with that verse and spend a few minutes sharing our thoughts.
A thought for today…
Last Saturday, Andy and I travelled into the evening hours towards a Christmas party. We passed candlelit windows that seemed to invite family and friends in for a warm welcome.
Last Friday, we sat crowded in the doctor’s office beneath white lights and the weight of a new cancer diagnosis. My in-laws, husband and I waited for the doctor to arrive and deliver my father-in-law’s pathology report.
The Commotion of Christmas While Sunday, November 29, starts the Advent season, the world around me tries to tell me otherwise.
“Am I now trying to win the approval of human beings, or of God? Or am I trying to please people?
