This morning I am pondering the day after the crucifixion. Matthew 27 tells us Pilate was afraid Jesus’ disciples might steal his body and tell the people Jesus rose from the dead. I wonder what the disciples were thinking. Were they hoping for a resurrected Jesus? Did they feel defeated and dejected? It must have been the longest 24 hours of their lives. How do…
Do you struggle to rest? Do you feel guilty for slowing down? So many clients I talk with feel pressure to produce. Culture pressures us to remain busy. Somehow we have bought the lie that busyness equals increased value. We are not what we do. God knew we would struggle to find our identity in our productivity; perhaps this is one of the reasons he…
Even though I grew up in church, I never really hurt much about Lent. This was something others did, not me. As I have matured in my faith, I have come to see the benefits of Lent to my own spiritual journey. Lent serves as a reminder of the 40 days Jesus withdrew to the wilderness; Jesus was tempted while in the wilderness. As Christians,…
20 years. How can it be? Twenty years ago was the worst day of my life. I sometimes hear the screams as if they were yesterday. My screams. My husband of nine years was gone. Tragically and suddenly, he left us. My world was spinning out of control. I remember asking God if there would ever be a day when I wouldn’t cry. Why would…
Having just finished reading John Mark Comer’s Ruthless Elimination of Hurry, I was deep in thought, pondering the need to slow down. Suddenly, I heard the microwave beeping and in my rush to turn it off, I stubbed my toe. Think about it. As I thought about slowing down, I rushed and hurt myself, causing me to stop and slow. God has a funny way…
We all know people who give fake names at coffee shops. Some do it because their name is difficult to spell and they want to help the barista. Others do it to be silly. Still other times, the person listening gets the name wrong. This happened to us recently. After giving my order, the person behind the register asked my name. Jeff was standing behind…