The danger of a God that’s too big.

What is just as dangerous as making God too small? Making God too big. We often emphasize the problem of making God smaller than we should. But what about when we perceive God as too great for life’s boring or trivial problems? The problems that worm their way into our day-to-day routine and make themselves…

When our love abounds.

Waiting on an answer from God is surely one of the most painful processes. At least, I make it so because I generally want God’s answer yesterday.  And I want that answer to include a dramatically defined change in my position or some measurable progress that fits the parameters I gave God. There are times that I’ve…

To be here.

  Most of our lives, we’re either entering or exiting a wintry chapter. If this resonates with you, don’t let that chapter be in vain. As I emerge from my own fog, I fight feeling calloused, disoriented, or even purposeless. But I’m reminded of this: I’m still here. This reminder orients me to a God who has…

At His word.

It’s been a tough yet rewarding season of late. It’s been a season full of pain and fruit. It’s been a season where I take God at His word when nothing around me looks like that word. I won’t pretend to be experiencing a life-threatening trial–I’m thankful to say I’m not.  But regardless of the…

My inmost being.

It’s unsurprising that our expectations may differ from God’s plan.  I recently experienced this and wish I had handled it more gracefully.  While God’s plan and purpose are far better than mine, I silently carried around feelings of disappointment that I tried to ignore.  By failing to take those feelings to God, I began to…

Greater still.

As life progresses, as I mature, as seasons of life come and go, I continue to experience new levels of God’s grace.  And even when I know that I know that I know that God’s grace is bottomless, I remain surprised when I experience God’s grace in a greater, newer way. I foolishly operate as though…

Dwell before rest.

There’s not enough time in my day.  I wring every second out of every minute, maximizing every opportunity to schedule more. I become obsessed with time; with volume; with cutting corners to pretend I gained volume. Gradually, my calendar began stifling the Lord’s movement in my life. The activities that fill my schedule–they’re good in…

What is pleasing to Him.

I’ve been grasping for that which I’m afraid to lose.  I torment myself trying to protect a circumstance, relationship, opportunity, status, object, moment, season, or chapter.  I manipulate, control, and influence to preserve whatever I am attempting to maintain. And somewhere along the way, I became enamored with the method instead of the mission. I suspect you can…

Good, perfect, and pleasing.

I’ve been holding so tightly to what I think is mine–my relationships, my time, my job, my resources, my life, my goals, and all the rest.  I strain to maintain the status quo.  I vacillate between relief that these things will remain and fear that they won’t. Of course, these things have never been mine….