"If we are not willing to question our own belief, then we are not ready to question someone else's." --Y. M. L.
Desiring to walk into the day with cheerful acceptance of all the hard moments, Investing energy and prayers and all the will-power one can muster and Still saying things, doing things that prove how broken the insides are. Crying uncontrollable tears that stream salt water across burning cheeks Of shame at being found out, that … Continue reading Discouragement
May I liken God to water? Growing up in a solid Christian home, I was born with my toes dipping into the water, and in childhood, I innocently splashed in the shallows of a great lake. As I got older, I waded in a little deeper, learning more about Him. Then, somehow, sometime, some way … Continue reading Living Water
I was moaning to mom about my ginormous pile of bags that I was taking to Faith Builders with me. I am not a stuff person and found the sorting, packing, and decision making process somewhat stressful. She reminded me that I am moving after all. Moving or not, in times like these I wish … Continue reading & I Dare to Call My Blog What?
Early spring, gray sky lingered over the greening lawn and swaying evergreens that hugged the community center that Sunday. Visiting a newly planted church, I had already taught the children’s Sunday school, joined the morning worship, eaten a delicious potluck lunch, and played a few wanna-be rounds of spike ball when I went downstairs craving … Continue reading In Scents of Time
“Use what talents you possess; the woods would be very silent if no birds sang there except those that sang best.”[i] The church isn’t made up of experts, just real people using the talents God has given them in ordinary ways. Extraordinary should not be a rarity. Extraordinary should be faithfully giving a little extra … Continue reading Do It
Our conversations were many and varied that afternoon, and yet I see in them the indelible fingerprint of the Spirit of One Who Gave His promised Son. We are told to relax on the couch amongst the floral pillows, while our hosts bring us the leftover sweets from breakfast to tide us over until the … Continue reading My Eid in a City of Pride: Part 2