Watching the light descend down our mountains behind the house always makes me feel like joy is coming. I might not always feel the joy in my heart, but God gives me enough joy to sustain me during the long seasons of sadness. When the psalmist talks about joy coming in the morning, I don’t really think he was taking bout night “seasons” and day “seasons.” Maybe he really meant the physical mornings. I mean our God who understands the…
The morning I saw the spider I read Psalm 85. Restore us again, O God of our salvation. Steadfast love and faithfulness meet; righteousness and peace kiss each other. Faithfulness springs up from the ground, and righteousness looks down from the sky. Yes, the LORD will give what is good. I woke up early that day. And some reason I was just sitting at my desk. I was waiting for the coffee to brew and I hadn’t yet opened my…
Down the street from our house is an empty lot. It wasn’t always empty. Once there stood a house. A family lived here. They fed the deer in our neighborhood, so we always saw our deer herd in their yard or on their porch. They had a red car and a brick house. One day, as we were driving by, we looked over and the house was gone. We knew the family had moved out a few weeks prior. We…
O God of all comfort, comfort my heart tonight. I wrote out the words to Ellie Holcomb’s song the other night and it was because I needed the words. I am a practical person. I like black and white. I’m not a “ride the fence” kind of girl. I am a let’s all play by the rules and I feel safe. I like to see the boundaries. I like to understand how things work and keep safe. But sometimes God…