somethings can’t be titled: village easter memories

As I reflect on the somber meaning of Good Friday and Holy Saturday, I’m hit with the reality that the day that follows Easter this year is not a joyful day,  not for my family. I had a lot of emotions last year around this time, they came earlier, I think because Easter was earlier…

un.title.d

.the truth is that i’m anxious worried, concerned it’s totally minor but as fears go… it feels more than minor trapped, tension, questions, hopes deferred. .how is it that the one thing that i love so much can hurt so much because it’s a [not now/not yet] season? if that “one day” will ever come….

I Need A Father by Starfield

Hold me somebody Don’t let me be alone Love me, stay with me I am dying to be known My heart cries out I need a Father Whose love will never fail me A friend like no other Whose trusted arms will hold me I need a Father I am wounded But I tuck the…

on the table

open heart surgery. that’s what right now feels like. but not in a bad way. feeling worked on, worked in, and worked out. molded, shaped emptied refined   where i am supposed to be. glad to be growing.

have you been undragoned?

As I turn every page of this book (Having a Mary Spirit) I’m just so amazed at how timely it is that I’m reading this, as well as that of the sermon on Sunday [Learn to Look Within]. I reread this section below a couple times, and then a third time as I typed this…

dreaming…part 2

I shared with you what Justin’s been teaching us at Co+op lately… God has called me to tell a story WITH my life rather than just the story of my life. I want so bad to do this. . . to step into the next season…to be moving forward…to be serving…living … abundantly … flourishing…

going back to basics

…back to the beginning. I mentioned in my last post, all things new, that I am going back to the basics and relearning those things. I can’t help but think of the Sound of Music when she says, “Let’s start at the very beginning, A very good place to start” Just thinking about beginnings leads me…

all things new

As we sang these words Sunday night, I felt comforted by this truth, reminded that the Lord’s mercies are new every morning. I love fresh starts. They are open and free and the possibilities are vast. I just made a huge decision. So here I am, back at the start, anxious but expectant. Trying to…

scars

Isn’t it interesting that The Resurrected Jesus appeared with scars, not physically healed, but with evidence; with scars of the crucifixion and torture that had broken him, and literally broken his heart. These scars confirmed to his disciples that he was who he said he was. (Luke 24:39 below, also John 20:27) “See my hands…

Thanking God for broken hearts

“We are not sanctified for ourselves. The first thing God does is get us grounded on strong reality and truth. He does this until our cares for ourselves individually have been brought into submission to His way for the purpose of His redemption. Why shouldn’t we experience heartbreak? Through these doorways God is opening up…