Scattered Rags Isaiah 30:19-22

The other day, my teenage son sat down on the couch and tearfully poured out his heart about the approaching shift from high school to college. So many lasts. So many firsts.  And I wonder how things will turn out. If my husband and I said enough, did enough, held on tight enough, let them…

Cheez Whiz Jesus

There was a time I’d been lulled into feckless slumber as a Christian. Maybe it’s the American church. Maybe it was my being over-churched, equating religious marching in place with an abundant life. The mainstream denomination I attended never spoke of the Holy Spirit, much less His gifts and power. But, all the other Christians…

Be careful what you justify

My husband lit his front yard on fire. Twice. I drove a school bus into a hospital overhang. My sons both did backflips from a thirty foot high branch into water. By the no trespassing sign. Whether it’s fear, boredom, or peer pressure, us good people who call ourselves Christians will do all sorts of…

I’m gushing

So, while I was busy working on my vertigo in Alaska, the fabulous JennyLynn at JennyLynn Author/Book Blogger    nominated me for a Liebster Award. This award is aimed at recognizing new blogging talent. (I mean, the Pioneer Woman and Jen Hatmaker did not start out as household names, and there was a time in United…

Storm warnings and the ocean of faith

Sometimes it’s our sin that leads us to desert places where we feel distant from God. Other times, it’s not sin, but faithfulness that leads us to a place where waves and storms threaten to overtake us. What does the Christian do when we say “yes” to God, and end up someplace overwhelming? In my…

Cow Babies and Dog Armies

Hey! Know what a cow does when she’s in labor? Nope? Me neither.   So imagine my surprise when my friend said: “Look at her udders. And listen to her baying. And watch out. Because she will charge your car if she’s scared of coyotes.” My friend is part of a farming family of ten. Her…