When We See Graves
When we see graves, God sees resurrection stories.
The Passing of Life
I watched Endgame this evening, and I cried with a room full of strangers.
Isn’t that beautiful? We sat in the dark next to our friends or families but also with people we have never seen before and may never see again, and we felt it ALL together. We wept, some of us loudly and openly, and some stifled back the tears with tight throats and hot eyelids… and some *cough *cough my husband *cough *cough laughed at the absurdity of the rest of us joined in grief at the loss of a fictional life.
John 11: Jesus Wept
It can be so hard to see God’s love for us as we face loss and heartache. We wonder where he is, and we struggle to see how he could be working all things together for our good. It is important to understand the nature of God that is revealed in this passage- he is omniscient and omnibenevolent.
NAKED WITHOUT SHAME- AN EASTER STORY
Easter is the climax of a story about mankind’s complicated relationship with nakedness and shame. A fateful fall Adam and Eve had open community and access to God in the Garden of Eden. They also had freedom of choice. When they chose to eat forbidden fruit they became ashamed of who they naturally were. They had been naked all along, and […]
When Hallelujah Won’t Come
We had come together, like so many times before, to mourn tragic and senseless loss. I stood there singing words I desperately wanted to be true. I wanted to believe that God loves us so.
TODAY WE SAY, “GOODBYE.”
I called him Big John, somewhat because his son is Big Tom, but mostly because he was a big man.
No matter how much he had already given, he seemed to find a way to give more of himself. He was our giant.
DOUBT- WHERE WISDOM BEGINS
James 1:5 If you need wisdom, ask our generous God, and he will give it to you. He will not rebuke you for asking. Why are we here? What is the point? Does life have meaning and value? These questions intrinsically reflect doubt. They implicitly challenge the notions that there is a reason for life and that each one of us is significant. […]
The Other Side of the Conversation
I stood in the entryway, and I told you he is gone.
I did that.
I know what happened when you left.
The reality of words.
I’ve been on the other side of the conversation.
It’s okay.
I cried too.
Not for him, but for you.
Tonight, She is the Most Important Number
This is Kristi’s post. This is why I write; this is why my home and my world have been turned inside out for months upon months as we planned for a church; just this: