Amazing Grace … again? I used to not even want to play this hymn on the piano because I felt the lyrics oversung and the tune stuffy.
Eventually it became a favorite when I grew to understand the heart of the words:
Was Grace that taught my heart to fear
And Grace, my fears relieved
I had no idea my childhood fears would make grace more than just a song title.
Continue reading “Grace Isn’t Going Anywhere”
I tapped through my Instagram stories and lingered on a shot my friend captured — a fishing boat shored on the Tien Sa Beach. Hannah and her husband are stuck in Vietnam on their honeymoon, lasting more than 3 months because of coronavirus travel restrictions.
Continue reading “Light So Undeniable”
My congratulations, graduates! Aren’t you relieved, excited, and terrified? So was I.
Maybe you — like it’s etched on your heart — know exactly how you want to serve and grow in this big world. I admire and appreciate you.
But maybe you feel like everyone owns a 5-year plan, life verse, and scholarship except for you. Perhaps you fear someone jumping out from behind the grad cake table, quizzing you on your weakest subject and sending you back to high school.
Your friends are moving on, and so is childhood. You wish you had pomp for your circumstance.
Continue reading “Take Courage, Graduate”
Here in the high desert where I live, it only rains about 12 inches a year. The days heat up fast and the nights cool down quickly. Since a real downpour is rare, they always remind me of my adventures with rain.
Rainclouds can make a gloomy Eeyore or the perfect background for art and lattes, depending on the circumstances. We could fill books with our rain stories…how they’ve spoiled picnics or made a rainbow at just the right moment.
I thought I’d share mine since it’s been raining all week. Wouldn’t trade these stories. I love sunny days, but I think we need the rainy days, too. There is an Arab proverb, “All sunshine makes a desert.”
Here are my first, worst, next and best times it rained.
Continue reading “We Need Rainy Times”
I used to think of the gospel as sort of a one-and-done invitation you need the day you get saved, and then you dust it off when doing summer ministry or handing out tracts at the park.
Continue reading “The Gospel Unfolds Courage”