Somehow the cacophony of chaos drowned out the voice of the Holy Spirit whispering Jubilee over my life. Every time we would catch our breath, someone would throw another crap pie in our faces. It has been an endless cycle trying to scramble out of the pit, only to have the walls collapse under our feet.
As we sat around eating frozen custard with my parents, my mom casually mentioned the Ash Wednesday service at her church. I was raised Lutheran, familiar with the liturgical calendar and symbolism found in the routines and rhythms there in. The smudge found on the forehead of so many today a reminder that they were … Continue reading Something New, But Still Familiar
As I've been surviving this, what seems never ending, season of hard, I've been trying my hand at new things. I took up watercolor painting which I love. Desperately. That started simply one night as I wept in my bed, worshipping, wondering when it would ever end, and why were we walking through all these … Continue reading Wonky Pots Still Hold Plants
I have a confession. I am high skilled at the art of failing to follow through. I can spitball ideas and plans with the best of them. I can even begin in the project, but when it comes to finishing, well... I'm not saying I never finish anything. I've got at least as many books … Continue reading Permission Granted
Since I took a small hiatus from sharing life, I thought maybe a quick catch up was in order. Although many of the things I'm going to share really require their own space here. Because a lot has happened. And very little of it good.
In fact, we found ourselves handed one poop pie after the other over the past year and a half.
Saying thank you for the dirty dishes, and the stinky laundry, and the messes all over the house has been tossed in my face enough times to make me want to gag. Jesus promises us that God will provide each of us for the day at hand. Mercy is new every morning because we get enough for each day. And I can find freedom in knowing that today, there will be enough for today.
I don't have the strength right now to walk with intense faith, but I can, from my emptiness, declare God's faithfulness and goodness over my life. So right now I'm choosing worship over worry. Choosing, intentionally, to drown out my fears and concerns with songs that declare my God's faithfulness, kindness, and goodness.
I don't know if the months of silence gave it away or not, but I've been struggling for a while now. Struggling to find the words to say. Struggling to make one more meal (and clean it up). Struggling, a lot of days, to get out of bed. And it has led to such a … Continue reading Victory through vunerability
It was a reminder to me of His new mercies. Available, always.
What if all the plans and dreams were leading up to this? What if all the uncertainties were a set up? And what if the answer is better than anything I could ever imagine? And what if it isn’t?