"If we are not willing to question our own belief, then we are not ready to question someone else's." --Y. M. L.
I amble down the path in the evening sun, and there she is. Bare arms and feet slip out of her dress all pastel striped. She stands on a green knoll and blows little puffs unto the white ball in her little hand. "Planting dandelions?" I call to her. Monday to Friday she calls me … Continue reading Planting Dandelions
God, I just don't know How to love that person, I don't know, If I should wait or move on, I don't know What deserves my time, I don't know What to prepare for in the future, I don't know Where you want me to go, I don't know Why this is now, I don't know … Continue reading All You Ever Need to Know
Back an Alley My first significant encounter with the paradox of faith or stupidity came back an alley in the middle of the city. I was fifteen. My youth group had driven in minivans into the city and back the alley. We were going to a soup kitchen, our vans laden with potato ham casserole, … Continue reading Faith or Stupidity
I know that we all have days of darkness, days when faithfulness is all you can muster. When you know God loves you but can't feel it. When you know what needs to be done, but there is no happiness in the doing. I have recently come out of such a season. Herein lies the … Continue reading The Offer
What is faith, But a deliberate belief In what we cannot prove to others, But we know for truth In the heart.
God's placement and timing is always perfect.