The Stone and the Storm

The Stone and the Storm

My first published blog post was The Stone. Almost exactly two years later, I read it again and tear up. I wrote: We fall on Jesus, into His “everlasting arms”; we lean on Him, depend on Him to hold us up. And He does. But sometimes we’ll be broken. Sometimes our...
Home

Home

Home where we’ll all be together again, Home where our praise to the Lamb would never end; I am going home, where we’ll walk the streets of gold and never see a tear again, I am going home, where I’ll cast my crown before the King of Kings and Lord...
“The world is full of broken people.”

“The world is full of broken people.”

{^Listen to me read this poem!} The world is full of broken people and my fragile soul cannot bear the weight of this shattered place, although I so often try. I shed the tears, feel the ache, ask the questions, pray the prayers for help, for healing. I attempt to...
A Letter to Myself

A Letter to Myself

Dear Me-last-week, I know you aren’t really looking forward to church camping. I know being around too many people for too long drains you. I know you’re already ready to cry or grump or explode–or all of the above. But, dear me, I know you’ll...
Love Pursues, Part 2

Love Pursues, Part 2

(I finally got around to making an Instagram post for Love Pursues, and now I need to write a part-2 blog post because I have more thoughts. 😁) I said that God’s love–really, God Himself–pursues us. Imagine Almighty God of the universe, Warrior who...
Judgment Seat

Judgment Seat

When I stand at the judgment seat of Christ, And He shows me His plan for me; The plan of my life as it might have been, Had He had His way and I see– How I blocked Him here and I checked Him there; And I would not yield my will–Will there be grief in my...
Love Pursues

Love Pursues

“The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.” Such familiar words. I’ve had Psalm 23 memorized for several years, and I’m sure many, many others know it. He leads me. He restores my soul. Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of...
Christ in Paradise

Christ in Paradise

Luke 23:39-43 See, Father, I have brought with Me This trophy rare; We both were hanging on a tree–I heard his prayer; And since for sinners there I bled, For him the crimson stream was shed. I heard that cry–“Remember me!” My soul it stung....
Open Hands

Open Hands

I changed my laptop wallpaper to this the day I heard my friend’s aunt had died. To me, it’s a message, a reminder. It’s dark in the picture. Sad. Heavy. Hurting. She’s holding her hands out, pleading, waiting, hoping. But there is light. And...
A Sacrifice of Praise

A Sacrifice of Praise

Thus saith the Lord; Again there shall be heard in this place, which ye say shall be desolate… The voice of joy, and the voice of gladness, the voice of the bridegroom, and the voice of the bride, the voice of them that shall say, Praise...