Chase the darkness.

I’ve been at a loss for words amidst so much sadness swirling around us. So much broken. So much hurting. So much loss. So much physical and emotional disaster. I want to close my eyes. I want to cover my ears. I want to shut off my phone. I want to shepherd my family into…

The God who calls into being things that are not.

Are you waiting on a miracle that feels unattainable amidst your facts? Have you been waiting on God’s promise for so long that the promise feels pointless? Has there been so much carnage from the waiting that the miracle or promise feels like it will no longer suffice? Don’t hang your head just yet. Think…

Remember.

What is it about those unbridled emotions and thoughts? They don’t align with truth, yet they’re convincingly realistic. They come at you when you’re sleepless or by yourself at night. They creep in when you’re weary from battle. They persuade you with logic, usually wrapped in lies. They never extend the benefit of the doubt. They are why we so desperately…

Sunday is here.

As Holy Week is upon us, I’ve looked around and taken stock of many hurting hearts. So many are limping along, tethered by some very grave disappointments. If you can’t put your finger on a loss you’ve personally felt, I suspect you can get your hands around a loss somebody dear to you has experienced. And if you’re fortunate enough…

The new thing.

Hey, weary traveler. I’m concerned you’re consumed with hurt and pain and fear and disappointment from your past. So consumed that you risk missing the new thing God is doing right before you. But it’s time. It’s time to forget the former things. The bad decision. The pain. The broken relationship. The failure. The disappointment. The why. The sorrow from watching someone you love…

Position yourself.

You’re in the wilderness. A battle is raging. You’re wondering if you can keep fighting. The effort a victory mandates feels untenable. It’s time. It’s time to face the wilderness head on. But not in the way you expect. Because this battle is not yours. And you will not need to fight. You have but one assignment:…

Step out into the Light.

I’m concerned you’re trying to navigate some treacherous waters on your own. You’re working it out inside, quietly struggling. You’re internalizing angst and sorrow during this trial you’re experiencing, clinging to self-preservation. You’re justifying your internalization of this strife as protecting those around you from your pain. You don’t want to be a burden. You’re isolating your pain, but you’ve…

But Jesus.

There’s a lot going on around us these days. Which makes me think there’s a lot going on within us. A lot of hurting and chaos and discord. A lot of gray. A lot of confusion. We’re being pulled in a million directions, in our heads, in our hearts, in our schedules, in our relationships, in our values,…

I’m a Christian, and I want to say I’m sorry.

Dear Immigrant, Refugee, Marginalized, Rejected, Stranger, and Those Different From Me: I’m a white, female, 20-something, privileged and sheltered Christian. I loathe politics, and I struggle to fit into any political party. People close to me know politics make me queasy. But seeing your pain and the dissension around us has made me even more queasy. I tried…