I wrote in my last post about the grief that comes from singleness, but just because singleness is a loss that can hurt acutely at times does not mean that our lives should be dull and dreary and hopeless. We are told in Philippians to “rejoice in the Lord always,” (Phil. 4:4), and it is … Continue reading Gratefully Single: Strategies for Joy, Part 1
O LORD, You’ve seen the eyesore guide me— mistaken glory strutting like an idol. You’ve heard the swelling praises pride me into fantasies beyond my title. You’ve seen the fallen angels ride me like soldiers guiding horses out to fight. You’ve heard the shrieks the monster cried me— deriding, whining, striking for my rights. You’ve … Continue reading A Prayer for Humility
Some time ago, I was reading Psalm 29 and became enamored with the sheer magnitude of God’s power. With His voice alone, He “breaks the cedars,” “flashes forth flames of fire,” “shakes the wilderness,” “makes the deer give birth,” and “strips the forest bare.” And according to the Creation account in Genesis, God simply spoke, … Continue reading Thoughts on the Words of God
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
Oh Lord, I am afraid of the eyes— all of the eyes— the dark, dark eyes that find me. They bind me at a look— a single look— a long, attentive look— and, Oh, LORD, I am afraid. One glance my way, and I fall— I trip and fall— I whither like a leaf and … Continue reading Prayer of the Timid
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
You are the Head. Let me be the heart— the hidden part that gives life with every move, beating, steady, till Your will is done. .
Gratefully His 