One More Day – A Poem

“Heart, where are you?” I said.

But my voice came back hollow.

“Surely you’re not dead…

Don’t go where I can’t follow.

 

“Dawn can’t stay always away,

So turn your face to the sky.

Hope can’t stay forever at bay,

Awake; lift your head high.”

 

Only silence from the depth,

Just as still as before.

But this was life or death,

So I tried once more.

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The End (There’s More series, pt. 9)

I’ve decided, here at the end of 2017, to wrap up the “There’s More” series.

But the journey isn’t ending—just the blog posts.

This series began with hope, and it’s ending with hope. It began with a life-long desire to understand God’s love. At times throughout the series, especially when life got messy, that goal was not at the forefront of my mind. But it seems like the less I’ve blogged about there being more, the more I’ve witnessed it. I haven’t posted consistently because I wanted this series to come from the overflow. I didn’t want my posts to be dry words from a dry heart. Honestly, for most of 2017, I’ve been churning with more questions than answers.  Continue reading “The End (There’s More series, pt. 9)”

There’s Still More (There’s More series, pt. 8)

When I stood on the safe side of a recent decision, it looked daring; on the other side—the 20/20 side—it looked crazy.

This whole series has been about knowing there’s more than what I (or we) typically experience and/or understand about God, His love, and our relationship. I know there’s so much more to the Christian life, a richness of love and intimacy and adventure and meaning and, well, even craziness that most of us do not typically touch on any given day. Life gets so hum-drum and we get so short-sided, when, all along, there is a current of deeper importance running parallel to this thing we call “living life.” Only every now and then do we glance over at it, dip our toes in, or take pictures of it. But I know God meant this Christian life for so much more. Continue reading “There’s Still More (There’s More series, pt. 8)”

There’s More: a new series

I’m embarking on a new adventure. God willing, I’ll never be the same.

And you’re invited. Theres-More-A-journey-to

What is it? Well, the good news is this adventure doesn’t involve death-defying acts or a big budget. The bad news is I have no idea how this is going to work. But that’s what makes it an adventure, right?

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The Jonah Within

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There are few Bible personalities I really connect with. You know: Ruth was so good, and Esther was fearless and beautiful, and Mary was amazing. Paul is hard for me to get my head around, and the disciples, well, they were interesting and funny, but relatable? Well, maybe not so much.

But start talking about Jonah, and I’m right there with you. Somewhere amidst that moody, intense, prophet nature, I sense a personality at war with itself. He knew what was right, but he also knew himself. Maybe even doubted himself. And feared failure. And likely even feared success. Continue reading “The Jonah Within”

When God’s Dreams are Yours

Image courtesy of Kenneth Cratty at FreeDigitalPhotos.netIt was the sort of question I hated. I took a sip of my latte as I formulated an answer. What would I like to be doing two years from now? Hmm.

The person across the table asking the question meant well. Perhaps the opportunity she wanted to lay out would be something I’d like to jump on board with. She waited patiently as I chewed my lip, unsure how to make what was in my heart sound logical—or at least more than a wild fancy.

I mean, I’m just a dreamer. Deep down, in those ten seconds as I tried to imagine not what I thought I would be but what I could be if I had my druthers, I knew I would always be a writer—was one regardless. But I also saw another dream I hadn’t discovered until earlier that year. Continue reading “When God’s Dreams are Yours”

What No One Else Can Hear

ID-10011893Why do we associate silence with loneliness? Perhaps we mistake the blessing of solitude for the curse of loneliness.

Crazy as it may sound, I’ve learned that both solitude and loneliness can be good.

In the silence of being alone, the emptiness echoes a truth we don’t hear when we have people to turn to and the static of busyness to overpower the noise inside.

It’s the truth that our souls are utterly alone before God. Continue reading “What No One Else Can Hear”