Being single is not something I would ever have chosen for myself, but it is what the Lord has given me so far. Looking back over the years, I can see how He has used singleness as one of the most instrumental factors in teaching me and building my relationship with Him. Even though I … Continue reading Gratefully Single
What but faith would make the golden leaf let go of life and whisper where she fell, it shall be well?
Where has my faith flown? leaving me to the misery of godlessness when You are my own? And still You have shone like a mystery of lovingkindness that—can it be—I have never known? When were the seeds sown? Or have the vines of death, present from birth, slowly and deftly grown to choke and leave … Continue reading To Believe
They gather— like the sound of laughter at a party or black-cloaked mourners at a graveside or storm clouds thundering in. They move— like an eagle mounting the wind, or a turtle shrinking back into his shell, or a hiker lost in the wilderness. They read the signs— like a fortune teller or a political … Continue reading Feelings
Banish, oh my soul, the doubt— the dizzy head, the shaky feet, the tip-toe-hesitate-back-step fear of falling. Steadiness comes— not in your ability to follow— but in His ability to lead. .
When I pray, blindfold me— shut the windows, cover my ears, and numb me— because awareness of burdens still unchanged unnerves me— I don’t have the heart to pray if prayer means nothing. But You are invisible. And, more often than not, Your works are invisible too. So black out my perceptions that I may … Continue reading Blindfold Me
O my soul, you doubt— feeling condemnation here, where there is none. Is God your enemy? No, Your champion! Strive not as if alone where Love is written, plain— He did not spare His Son. .
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
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
God vs. all our Fears
"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