Painting More Than 1,000 Words

Good morning... I have been living the lyrics of an old song all summer long: "God, if a picture paints a thousand words then why can't I paint You?" Feeling drawn to the possibility of adding pictures to our everyday blog, I asked a photographer friend where to begin. She suggested two options. I could buy the latest [...]

By |2018-09-02T06:11:41-04:00September 2nd, 2018|Everyday life, Gratitude, Nature|

We Become A Light

Good morning... As I wake on this lazy Labor Day weekend, what is the strange word tickling the tip of my brain's tongue? "Hiatus." I google the meaning of "hiatus" and a plethora of possibility pours forth. A pause in a series, sequence, or process. A break. An intermission. A lull, respite, breather. I learn that in Latin [...]

By |2018-09-01T06:05:36-04:00September 1st, 2018|Heaven On Earth, Jesus Christ, Light In Darkness|

Look Back To Grow Forward

Good morning... People I deeply care about were surprised and confused by yesterday's morning message, Plant This Seed Of Gratitude. Fairly new to our online community, they assumed our daily blog was part of my role as Women's Ministry Director at Northside Church. If I am paid a salary for my work hours at church, why create an opportunity [...]

By |2018-06-10T08:53:06-04:00May 31st, 2018|God's Timing, Gratitude|

Plant This Seed Of Gratitude

Good morning... As our writers' group gathered for dinner last week, a nagging question gained significant weight in my mind. I had avoided this question. Then resisted this question. Then wrestled with this question for nearly ten years. Finally, I felt myself let go. I felt lead to seek trusted counsel. When it was my turn to share with our [...]

By |2018-05-30T07:38:20-04:00May 30th, 2018|Community, God's Timing, Gratitude, Organic Growth|

Oak Trees Give Hope

Good morning... After reading our post Our Community Of Trees, a grieving mom wrote me: "I definitely feel like a small hurting tree stump in a community of giant, strong, loving redwood trees that have sent their nurturing root systems to help me regain strength and bloom again. What a powerful metaphor to draw strength from on the hard [...]

By |2018-05-28T11:24:04-04:00May 29th, 2018|Community, Family and Friends, Grief|

Today Peace Is Blooming

Good morning... Praying in silence to begin this day, for the first time I notice a new thing. The peace lily in our living room has a white bloom appearing. I have watered this plant diligently, every few days, since it was given to me as a gift a while back. I have enjoyed nurturing her glossy green leaves [...]

By |2018-05-28T09:39:49-04:00May 28th, 2018|Grief, Organic Growth, Peace, Prayer|

Hope In Our Waiting

Good morning... Waiting on God's timing gradually strengthens our hope. Even when there was no reason for hope, Abraham kept hoping—believing that he would become the father of many nations. For God had said to him, "That’s how many descendants you will have!" And Abraham’s faith did not weaken, even though, at about 100 years of age, he figured his [...]

By |2018-05-27T06:18:12-04:00May 27th, 2018|God's Plan, Trust God|

Waiting On God

Good morning... As we walk-and-talked around the horse farm she said, "Most of us truly trust that God's timing is perfect." Tuning into the same wavelength I finished our sentence, "But we just have a really hard time waiting for God to work." If we truly are to do God's thing, in God's way, for God's eternal purposes, we [...]

By |2018-05-26T05:54:54-04:00May 26th, 2018|God's Plan, God's Timing, Trust God|

Let Go. Leave Gone.

Good morning... Letting go is hard. Leaving gone may be harder. We let go of last chances, life phases, loved ones we miss. We let go of incessant thoughts, controlling agendas, pre-planned expectations. We let go of our need to know, our desire to direct, our jolting judgement: "You're wrong. I'm right." Letting go of phases, people, and power [...]

By |2018-05-25T11:30:53-04:00May 25th, 2018|Letting Go, Love|

We Who Believe In Jesus

Good morning... I am a blank slate. Still. Empty. Expectant. I am an open book. Laid bare. Stretched wide. Written upon by time. I am a two-way street. One lane: "God, what do You need to say?" Other lane: "What do we need to sense?" Each morning I wake as a blank slate, an open book, a two-way street [...]

By |2018-05-23T08:17:50-04:00May 23rd, 2018|Jesus Christ, True Self|
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