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Alone, we can know Him only in part, only see the world in black and white. […] The prismatic display of His glory can only be revealed when we come together, when we choose to love and to link arms during life’s passing storms.
I let the question sink in. Probably a few seconds too long. My mind began to draw circles around that phrase: knowing all you know now.
Today I turn thirty-six. I don’t at any moment pretend to have life all figured out, but I have learned a few things along the way. Here are thirty six of them.
A reflection on the year we (almost) adopted.
Just how can we know when we’ve crossed over from self-care into selfish care? The “line” can often seems hazy, and I have a suspicion it’s not the same for all women.
Lately, I’ve been asking God for something that makes me sweat. Each time I say it, it’s like I’m dangling not only me but also my kids out over a precipice—on the edge of disaster.
Our trips not only colored my childhood with magic and memories, but also made me secure in my father’s love. I may not having loved camping—but I was better for it.
My knees hit the floor with a thud, and my face planted in my hands as tears filled my palms. Kneeling next to our dirty laundry, I cried out, “God, why am I always the afterthought?
While summer has its challenges, it also is ripe with possibility, with potential sacred moments and evolving memories. Let’s not miss it…
It was as if I’d been stripped naked, and there she was, holding a spotlight and pointing out all the things I hated most about myself. “You think you’re better!”
Our humanity doesn’t surprise God. And robotic prayers only hold Him at a distance. So why not talk with Him as we are?
Grace doesn’t always come in pretty packages. Sometimes, it comes as a gift of brokenness.