Present Over Perfect - a journey from frayed, over-committed, hustling housewife, mother, author extraordinaire, to someone’s whose life is far more laid back, available, and focused.
How is real power found in not demanding your way and laying down your rights? Today we look at the next two beatitudes and find out why getting our way here is not the point.
If you and I were going to make a list of people who are “blessed” - what would we include? Jesus gave nine statements of what it means to be "blessed" and they are not what we expect.
God states ten attributes of who He is. We covered first six last week. This week we are going to deal with what, for many, is a sticking point....
One of the primary tenants of God is that He is who He is 100% of the time. He is always loving, in control, present, good, forgiving, etc. Those realities do not change based on our circumstances. God is like the North Star - fixed - we are the ones who rotate and change. We... Continue Reading →
What became of the centurion who, at the crucifixion of Christ said, “Surely this man was the Son of God” (Mark 15:39)? Such is the question at the heart of A.E. Smith’s Journey of the Pearl.
To journal means to sit with our thoughts, to get below the surface, to feel. These are becoming lost arts in our society, and yet they are precisely what we need if we are going to flourish and live together as human beings. Journaling touches on the core of who we are. It is a safe place to let it all out, to dream, to process, to be 100 things at once and yet still be you. Let's get started!
This present trouble - our county, this world, my own aching heart... It can feel like a smothering weight. It is easy to look at what is happening around us and feel overwhelmed, sad, concerned and a bit lost. Our country is divided. There is so much violence and hatred. We are losing something precious.... Continue Reading →
In my prayers I am often a little girl in a flower field. I run my hand along the tops of the flowers that grow wild, up to my waist. I am looking a field with a lake and a beautiful mountain rising before me. I imagine that someday I will be a grown-up here. I will finally not be playing dress-up. But what if that is the entire opposite of what God wants?