My short legs kept my feet dangling just above the floor as I sat in the waiting room this morning. I tugged on my annoying face mask and then rubbed some hand sanitizer over my hands, trying to be conscious of other patients’ safety. All but two seats in the room were marked with “Please do not sit here” signs, in an attempt to enforce social distancing. COVID-19 wasn’t my biggest concern at the moment though. Continue reading “Trusting Through the Little Things”
While every Christian is commanded to practice hospitality, there is also a gift of hospitality. I wouldn’t say that I have the spiritual gift of hospitality. But I still have questions and struggles with how to practice it during a pandemic. And I have friends who do have this gift who are feeling the weight even more as they wonder how to steward their gift well during this time. I love my hospitable friends! They challenge me so much.
Continue reading “Pandemic Hospitality?!”
I never thought I would be writing about a topic like this. But here goes. Face masks, love, and showing hospitality during a pandemic – Christians, how on earth are we supposed to do this??? I wish I knew. And this post isn’t about hospitality, just face masks. (Rosaria Butterfield has written an excellent article on hospitality here by the way and she is WAY better at all that than I am so I’ll be quiet on that subject while she talks).
Body image – there are some topics about which I would prefer never to write. How is it possible to tackle “body image from a Christian perspective” thoroughly in one post?
It’s not possible. So I won’t try.
But I feel it necessary to talk about this issue in some small way. If for no other reason than the desire that my personal experience and God’s work in my heart might help someone else who has struggled or is struggling in walking the same path.
The air conditioner kicks on in a futile attempt to fight the Florida heat, and the quiet scratch of my charcoal pencil is the only other sound interrupting the silence of our living room. That is, until I lean back in my chair to stretch and my upper back cracks loudly in protest. Wow, I wonder if our neighbors heard that. I reach up to rub my neck, sore from bending over a piece of artwork, and wonder what time it is. It’s dark outside, and has been for several hours. Continue reading “Time and Eternity – On My 31st Birthday”
“What day is your birthday?”
“Awww, you were a firecracker baby! How cute.”
If I had a dollar for every time someone has said that to me… Continue reading “The Christian Patriot”
Good afternoon. 🙂
I’m hesitant to add another voice to the recent chaos, but I do want to post one thing publicly on this issue, as I have been mostly silent about and pondering the difficult topics swirling around on social media and the news over recent weeks. And, since tone is everything, please picture me sitting calmly across from you at a coffee shop with an expression of concern on my face, along with a desire to listen and learn. Continue reading “Current Thoughts on Social Justice and Racism”
The Nightjar Continue reading “The Nightjar”
“I know, perhaps as well as anyone, what depression means, and what it is to feel myself sinking lower and lower. Yet at the worst, when I reach the lowest depths, I have an inward peace which no pain or depression can in the least disturb. Trusting in Jesus Christ my Savior, there is still a blessed quietness in the deep caverns of my soul, though upon the surface, a rough tempest may be raging, and there may be little apparent calm.”
~Charles H. Spurgeon
Tears, rain on this hard land
Bear fruit in the awful drought of night
By suffering may the flower bloom brighter
And the joy of heaven shine Continue reading “Rain On This Hard Land”