I’ve wrestled with where to start this morning’s post, but finally landed here, with this comment regarding the Scriptures – a quote I read this week on a social media post, that has left me aching inside: Don’t miss…
(Two days ago, as I walked to my neighbor’s to have coffee, a lone coyote escorted me almost the entire way up the drive. Coyotes are somewhat fascinating creatures with a lesson to share!) The last few nights the…
Fall is just my favorite time of year, and this week, we took a little time away from our home-office to enjoy the beauty of her grand entrance… I’m always reminded when I step away from the normal, and…
My last in-person-speaking event was on March 14 of this crazy year. Right in the middle of what was to be a week-long series of meetings, the COVID-scare cancelled everything, and rumors of uncertainty soon had us on the…
As I’ve turned the pages of 2 Timothy (where I’ve been studying the last seven weeks), I get this great sense of urgency from the Apostle Paul. It doesn’t surprise me… I know he knows… His death is imminent.…
Routine is everything to me. Especially a morning routine. When my morning regime goes missing, so does settledness of soul. I need the rhythm of the everyday. Jesus-time. A good long walk. But, first (and before anything else) coffee……
Years ago, Bay and I began a movie we never finished. I, conveniently, don’t remember the title. I’ve no idea why we didn’t finish it – language, maybe (we’re not fans of intentionally inviting words into our home that…
I truly dislike it when I have a blog written, all wrapped up, tied with a bow, ready to post, and THEN…I stop and read the thing for the 10,000th time, and it’s JUST NOT what I wanted to…
Ok. A little vulnerability here. As I began diving into Paul’s second letter to Timothy, I discovered my anxiety levels starting to rise. Reading 2 Timothy is almost like listening to the evening news. Right there, in the heart…
These words of Jeremiah no doubt rang in Paul’s ears as he wrote 2 Timothy! To be honest, every so often I sit down to write with a similar heavy heart. My joy is gone; grief is upon me;…