Are you living life in the slow lane?

I merge onto the interstate, making my way past the slow moving vehicles traveling at a crawl to the far left lanes, the fast lane. I push past those traveling at 65 mph….oh, how they creep along! Other areas of my life mimic this need for speed or lack of patience. I try to avoid the checkout lanes that look to be slow, bogged down with shoppers with full carts. And...

Delighting in the strength around me when I’m weak

Tell me the story simply, As to a little child, For I am weak and weary, And helpless and defiled. It isn’t the body that is weak but the spirit. Tired and weary as the old hymn says. Made weak from the news, real and fake, weak from uncertainty, and even weak from caring. But I take heart in the strength of Jesus. He puts others in my life to...

He isn’t safe, but he’s good.

I was greeted by this notification when I opened Facebook: Your friends want to know if you’re safe. Mark yourself safe. It was the day a man walked into our airport in Ft. Lauderdale and began shooting people. The first time I saw this notification was a year ago when one popped up telling me a friend living in Orlando had marked himself safe in the assault on the nightclub there....

‘Breathe In – Breath Out’ repeat

He’s up at 4:30 a.m. I cover my face with his pillow trying to hide my eyes from the edges of light around the door. I sculpt a small opening where I can breathe. I’m given to overthinking, the kind that breeds anxiety. This gives way to hiding my feelings because what good Christian admits to worry? Doesn’t that mean we aren’t trusting God? Yes, I’ve wrestled with that a bit until...

Is anyone in control?

It’s enough to make me silence the news. There is fake news, alternative facts and more chaos and confusion that can make you ask, “Is anyone in control?” I thought you had this God. I thought you’re the one in charge. You set this ball of earth spinning but have you walked away? There was a time I thought I was in control. I can still give that impression. When...

Trying to avoid the hard prayers

There are some prayers hard to pray. I don’t pray for patience. Obvious reasons here. Nor do I pray for challenges or trials or difficult people to be in my life. Yet, James tells us to be thankful for these things because they help us grow, or are evidence of our growth: spiritual growth. No, I don’t pray for hard things. At least, not on purpose. Like fire that is...

The view from the middle isn’t always clear

When I fly with Henry I take the middle seat. I like the window but I fit better. At 5’4″ and not a wide body I can pull my arms in if the other person needs more room. But there’s no view from the middle. In those middle-aged years (I swear I don’t know where they went) we were running and rushed and life was buzzing and keeping up was...

The goal is to connect

The granddaughter had a new game. The goal is to connect different configurations of colored squares to make a complete line. Strategy isn’t always useful when you don’t know the next hand you’ll be dealt. You have to work with what you’re given. And I’m hooked on it. It’s not complicated and gives you opportunity to learn from your impatience or over-thinking. If only real life connection were this simple....

Advent ignores the urgency of now and says ‘Wait’

We can’t wait for the oven to preheat to 350* and then more time to bake so we microwave. Why spend time writing a note inside a card, finding a stamp and sending off in the mail knowing it will take days when we can email now? We have 24-hour news services where we can get information from anywhere now. My impatience grows sitting at red lights or with drivers...

Is your craving lying to you?

I’m more likely to crave those tortilla chips than chocolate. You know, the blue ones that aren’t overly salted and a tad thinner than the ‘other’ ones? Yes, I’ll choose those any day over chocolate. Even Dove (seriously, Hershey doesn’t compare!) I remember hearing about the odd cravings pregnant women would have but I never had any nor did my friends. Sure, we enjoyed in more indulgences and blamed that...