After a bout of unruliness, temper tantrums and borderline psychosis shreaking from my youngest daughter, I turned to God in deep desperation for answers. It didn’t make sense to me that such a sweet child could have turned so cold and unloving, so desperate, so mean. She was just too old for this kind of behavior… Continue reading The Love Languages of God
“for her, every day was the same, and when each day is the same as the next, it’s because people fail to recognize the good things that happen in their lives every day that the sun rises.” The Alchemist, Paulo Coelho I was on top of a mountain in Utah the first time I ever… Continue reading God on the Mountain
For months, I had tried to get to a showing of The Shack, but each time there was something standing in my way. The kids, a packed weekend, someone who needed me. I started to get the feeling that maybe it wasn’t the right time. I was sitting at the closing table, ready to sign… Continue reading Why I went back to The Shack
Old prayer books and hymns, there is something to be said for them. We are more into HD tv’s and fancy apps then we are old, dusty books. I don’t know if things were better back then, but the years were certainly closer than we were to when Christ was on the earth, and I… Continue reading God reigned from the wood
It’s been 67 days since I last wrote, not that I’m counting. It’s been a dizzying time. Lent was for real this time, not some cheap version of what people “give up” or “sacrifice.” I didn’t tweet or twit about it, whatever the lingo may be. I just chose to enter a cave, the empty one,… Continue reading The Key
I have been preoccupied with a rather fascinating book, recommended to me by The Modern Theologian. It could quite be the best book I have ever read. I say “could” because I am neither done with it nor think it to be a book. It is a movement. It is the embodiment of the Holy… Continue reading Have I loved you?
If my choices are between eating food or books for dinner, the latter has always won. I find reviewing books a part of God’s calling on my own life, helping people steer an often times confusing ship. I am not one for fluff, or the easy road or using big words because they make you… Continue reading God’s calling, discernment and a book that actually helps! Say Yes to Father Albert’s “Saying Yes”
“We tiptoe through life hoping to safely make it to death” Anonymous When do we ever give ourselves the chance to fully live… I mean really live? Even as Christians we crawl, holding on to God like He is some sort of jilted lover. We’re at His feet but we imagine Him walking away as… Continue reading Get off the bus