Who can solve the puzzle of life? All the tiny pieces— the incomprehensible piles strewn across the table— plague the mind. We know there’s a picture there— somewhere, but how and where and when do the pieces fit? ... God knows. ... Take the piece He gives you, and lay it at his feet. One … Continue reading Puzzles
It’s love— not a move in a game for a prize we claim. It’s love— always a gift of grace. .
Oh, Shepherd, how You care for us! You lead and tend and shelter us. And we do not lack anything For You are our eternal king. - Chorus: We are Yours! We lift one voice to honor, love, and to rejoice! Take our hearts, and guard, and keep, Oh, loving Shepherd of Your sheep! - … Continue reading The Good Shepherd
Maybe— if I tried— I could take a pen and scrawl my name in poetry on the world— again, again, again. But, Lord? What if You just took my hand, and we wrote on some small heart Your name? ❤️ -
The mountains stand so tall— rugged rock against the sky. And You ask me to move them—why? You know my hands are small— they bruise and break and bleed with every strategy I try. And the mountains stand, unmoved. I have no mustard seed— I’ve looked, digging with my hands in my own dirt. And … Continue reading Mountain Moving
Dark world, but how the streets shine— scarlet, then emerald! And sparkling on the windshield, rain, the gentle applause— this day is done.
My car hates to wait, pushing hard against the brakes till the light turns green.
"Then we set out from Horeb, and went through all that great and terrible wilderness which you saw on the way to the hill country of the Amorites, just as the Lord our God had commanded us; and we came to Kadesh-barnea. I said to you, ‘You have come to the hill country of the Amorites which the Lord our God is about … Continue reading God vs. all our Fears
My students were sitting at the table playing with some toys this morning. One of the boys had piece that was shaped like a heart so I asked him what shape it was. "Diamond," he said. "No, it's not a diamond," I said. "It's a heart. What does a heart mean?" None of the kids … Continue reading Sunglasses and Purpose
One of the rules in my classroom is that no one except the teacher gets to open the door (for safety reasons). Often when we are getting ready to go somewhere, one of my students will put his hands on the door handle as if to open it, and I will ask them all, “Who … Continue reading Who Gets To Be God