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On this particular day I sit in the silence and let the wave just crash over me. If it was an actual wave it’d be enough to drown me but it’s not that type of wave.
It’s a wave of overwhelm that floods my soul.
It threatens to pull me out to the deep if I don’t find something to cling to. It wants to drag me to the place where fears overtake and hope gets washed away.
Read moreI thought I was prepared for that first winter in Seattle. It rained all the time, of course. I knew to expect that. I could adapt to gray skies and rain. I determined to make the best of it by buying everyone in my family some bright, happy colored rain boots in those first days after our big move.
Read moreFear grips tightly. I‘ve known the daily struggle to throw off the chains of fear. I’ve learned to pray through these times. I focus my mind on that which is true and of good report. I meditate on scriptures, which remind me to trust in the Lord with all my heart- and my faith is made stronger. Fear is replaced with peace.
Read moreThe gospel, which encompasses the story of creation, the fall, our redemption, and renewal, is God’s story. The most wonderful news is that we’re invited into this story.
Read more“Christ, who said to the disciples, 'You have not chosen me, but I have chosen you,' can truly say to every group of Christian friends, 'You have not chosen one another but I have chosen you for one another.” -C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves
Read moreIt’s a feeling I know well….wanderlust. This is strange because I can also be a homebody, a woman who craves routine and needs quiet solitude on a frequent basis.
"Things like wall colors and candles mattered to me more than I had guessed, and it felt freeing to admit it. I wanted to sink into the unpredictability of a cross-cultural life, yes, but I also wanted a bona fide home. This was a season of refinement, of acknowledging there were multiple sides to me that were equally true. I was infected with an incurable sense of wanderlust, but I was also a homebody.
I matured into adulthood when I acknowledged this truth." -Tsh Oxenreider
I wrote those words a few years ago when I was in the process of buying a new home. Still, in the process of getting those words from my head to a deeper knowing in my heart, I had to remind myself more than a few times of the truth I was holding onto.
Read moreGod answers prayer!
In fact, God hears and answers all of our prayers.
Often, He answers us immediately with a resounding, “YES!” And, don’t we like it when He does?
However, “YES!” is not the only way our Fathers will respond to our prayers.
Read moreWhen my college senior was only 14 years old, we had the most amazing conversation about prayer
Honestly, Emily has always been a very curious girl, and her questions about prayer were no different. Here's what she asked:
Does God really hear me when I pray?
How does God answer my prayers?
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