Thoughts from the Pews
On Seasons and Self-Preservation
A few weeks ago, I was walking through the newest leaf pile under a neighbor’s Oak, struck to stillness at the russet hill and the piercing blue above, the raining gold from a nearby maple. I paused to take it all in, to try to capture some of what I …
No-Rush November
I call it no-rush because this post is a week late, get it?? Happy November! Mild apologies for skipping October’s monthly update; we went on vacation and made incredible memories (and some new friends!) that I’ll cherish for the rest of my years, but I still haven’t finished doing the …
The fifth sparrow.
“Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? Yet not one of them will fall to the ground outside your Father’s care. And even the very hairs of your head are all numbered. So don’t be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows.”Matthew 10:29-30 “Are not five sparrows sold …
Hello, there.
Hello there, friend. It’s that special time of year… time for ‘bouquets of freshly sharpened pencils,’ under trees about to woo us with all their fire and fade. The mornings will be tinged with that spicy leaf smell. People will be putting perfectly good squash in their coffees, where no …
The Antidote to Me, Myself, and I
“The fear of the Lord is instruction in wisdom, and humility comes before honor.” – Proverbs 15:33 The fear of the Lord. This phrase used to confuse and frighten me, but now it feels more like a grounding reassurance, a safety and security, a binding to God in love. How …
In the Weary Waiting
“So let’s not get tired of doing what is good. At just the right time we will reap a harvest of blessing if we don’t give up.” – Galatians 6:9 Tired. If “busy” was the word of the last decade, “tired” may be the most apt this first year into …
Feast
Sometimes, but also so many times I lose sight of the Altar and the altars I’ve built as He’s altered my life and I’ll beg and I’ll plead at an abundant table, beseeching Him not to forget me as He patiently refills my cup with living water. And He reminds …
Listening.
I keep waiting to post this; to try get my words right, to try and make sure I’m not making it worse. We all watched church together as a family this past Sunday morning; I wanted my children to hear how our community of faith would address the events of …
Church hurt and carry-on bags.
I sat across the table from a man who had walked in the faith more years than I’d been alive. I told him something to the effect of “I just don’t want to bring my church baggage to the table in the ministry settings I’m in; I only want to …
Honey In The Rock
Yesterday when I was picking glass fragments out my hair, I kept thinking that despite appearances, I’m glad the current home project my husband is working on is happening now. This unique season, “these unprecedented times” as every email header puts it these days, they force a perspective that dampers …