But One Life to Live
Grief comes swiftly upon me. Uninvited. Have you ever seen a tidal wave? Like that. It seeps through every pore, into every cell and settles deep in the cracks and crevices of my heart. But unlike a tidal wave that continues on its way, carrying all the debris with it, I quickly throw up
It’s such an odd feeling. Watching the weather via apps and feeds. The sun is shining here. Not a cloud in the sky. Nothing even predicted for the next ten days. Yet, but a few hundred miles away, everyone’s world has paused. Put on hold. No exceptions. Continued prayers to the coastlines that have not
A dear friend of mine offered to write of grief from a mother’s perspective – May God offer a special measure of comfort through her words today to our community of mother’s out there. A Mother’s Grief
Something wasn’t quite right. I couldn’t put my finger on it. I’ve spent the last days in India. I’m visiting friends. I’m tired. Jet. Lag. Is. Real. It’s been an amazing few days but in a few hours, I begin the long journey home. I came to celebrate a major life and work event with
I live in south Louisiana. Covington to be exact. In March we experienced record breaking flooding. Five months to the day later, just as everyone who flooded is completing their renovations and getting moved back in – the unthinkable happened – a system developed over the Gulf and stalled. Early predictions are saying the worst
There is evil in this world. The darkest of darkness we all want to believe cannot exist. It does exist and the darkness grows each time we give it space. There are places we don’t want to go – things we don’t want to acknowledge – beyond our comprehension of evil. Let’s pretend it can’t
I took this picture in Spain while driving from Antequera to Malaga. It took my breath away. Pulling over, rolling my window down – my breath stilled, my heart overwhelmed. Many of the sheep in the pasture had bells around their necks – there were probably a thousand sheep . . . . . .
It is real. We need to quit feeling like we are failures. We need to quit feeling unloved. Our God loves us so much, He put a piece of himself deep in the center of us when He created us. Now that’s love. Lean into Him. That’s where the peace comes from. That’s where we
Two lives – at least. God designed us to live one life. There are two ways of thinking about that. We are born. We live until we die. Or We live one life at work one at home and another . . . {you fill in the blanks}. The other life is the