Do I believe? 

Lately, I’ve been studying the story of Jonah. Yes, the Jonah who was swallowed by a whale and survived. Wouldn’t be much of a story if the story ended in the belly of a whale, now would it?  đŸ˜‰  I won’t get into specifics about everything I’ve been learning about Jonah and God because I…

Quiet amid the fireworks 

We’ve had a quiet weekend with a short trip to a farmer’s market and a walk to the field where we let the dogs chase balls and catch frisbees. Lots of laundry, ridding the garden of June bugs, and watching movies has happened. We’ve heard fireworks but have not seen them. And I am content. …

Too Many Reasons To Not Quit

Every Saturday it’s the same thing. I wake up anticipating how far I need to run and planning what I’ll do if I don’t make my goal. I then check The Weather Channel app to see when the warmest part of the day will be. After running for what I had thought had been an exceptional…

Bah Ram Ewe Are Valuable

Recently, I read about a lady who reflected on one line of Psalm 23 a day to help her overcome anxiety. The first line of the chapter says, “The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.” If you’ve spent anytime around a church, you probably at least have an idea of how this 23rd chapter goes. Some of…

Puny Perfection

Is there anyone who doesn’t like perfection in some way or another? It may not be that you desire a super organized office, your clothes folded a certain way, or that you require perfection of everyone around you. Maybe, like myself, you desire to have your life already figured out. Maybe you require perfection from…

Comfortable Silence 

There’s been a few weeks that have passed by since my last blog post. I’ve been dealing (actually ignoring) with self-doubt. It’s easy for me to know what everyone else wants me to do, but it’s harder to recognize exactly what I want.  After listening (twice) to Jon Acuff’s audio book Start, I finally realized…

Distracted Seeker

I often use several books to help me study God’s Word. I skip frantically from one text to the next. Somedays they’re separate messages, and other days they somehow connect. Recently, I’ve noticed that I’m retaining very little from my quiet times with Jesus, even after asking to be taught. A couple of days ago,…