“She failed one class.” “But she’ll still finish this summer, right?” “Yes, but I….” And she broke down in tears, right in the middle of the small college graduation reception held at our church. It’s not uncommon – at least in my community and the schools in my district – for a student to finish […]
I Don’t Want Boaz
My mom mentioned something about a woman talking about waiting for her Boaz. And I said, “Why does everybody want Boaz? Wasn’t he much older than Ruth?” So I went back and read Ruth, and yes. Boaz was much older than Ruth. How much older? We don’t know, but enough to call her a young woman. […]
That Roller Coaster Feeling
I don’t like riding roller coasters. They’re scary. I’ve only been on 2 roller coasters, and both times was because I caved into peer pressure. My friends threatened to ditch me if I didn’t ride with them. Kids can be so cruel. You know what it is that scares me? The ride begins to climb. You […]
Neverending Storms, Neverending God
I’ve been trying to process a conversation I had with someone I hadn’t seen in many years. I think it would make a great story or a nice post if only I can figure out the lesson. I want to share it, but not leave it where it left me. The conversation forced me to […]
Surrender to God
There’s a recurring theme in my bad dreams. A bad guy is chasing me. So I try to escape. I would climb over fences or climb rooftops, but the fences and roofs never end. There would be another fence to climb over, another roof to pull myself onto. Meanwhile, I’m running out of time. And […]
Tiny Boat, Big Storm
I shuddered a final sob and then He spoke into my heart. I like to think that God speaks in the quiet and the stillness because He takes the time to listen to our fears, doubts, and pains. He waits until we’ve let it all out. But He said, “You’re exactly where I want you […]
Wifey Requirements for Singles
The very first thing I ever cooked were hotdogs, which wasn’t actually cooking since you really only need to heat them through. But I didn’t do that because I was around 7 years old. What would I know, right? So my mom showed me how to cut diagonal slits on the hotdogs, and told me that when […]
