Category: prayer

  • I know God is the God of the beginning. The fresh start.The moment something new begins.Alpha. And I know He’s the God of the end. The breakthrough.The resolution.The place where everything finally makes sense.Omega. But He’s the God of the middle, too. It’s not as easy to define, because it’s bigger. It takes up more…

  • There is a kind of faith that feels strong when prayers are answered quickly. Doors open.Situations change.Clarity comes. It’s easy to recognize that God is good when we can see what He’s doing. But there’s another kind of faith…the kind that is required when nothing changes. I have prayed the same prayer for 8 months.…

  • (Nobody else probably will find this interesting, but I’ve had my meds today, and I’m feeling good. So here goes…) A few months ago, I did a deep dive into the genealogy of Jesus. I wanted to know – from a historical perspective – how Adam became a baby in a manger. On first read,…

  • “I’ll just do it myself.” I don’t always say it out loud. But I think it. Often. It sounds efficient. Practical – on the surface. Faster. Simpler. Less complicated. No waiting. No explaining. No depending on anyone else. Just handle it and move on. But it’s not just about getting things done. If I’m being…

  • There’s a version of trust that feels easy. When things are going well.When prayers are being answered.When life makes sense. And it’s not hard to trust the Lord in those moments. But there is another version of trust that shows up for when we don’t like the situations we’re in. And that kind is more…

  • There’s a version of my life that exists right now that no one can really sees. Not because I’m hiding it, but because it isn’t loud. It isn’t obvious. It isn’t something someone could identify. It’s been a quiet build. Gradual. It’s built in small decisions. Not made of big moments, but smaller ones. Choosing…

  • I once equated “slipping” to failure. That if I found myself thinking the same thoughts, feeling the same burgers, leaning toward the same patterns, then nothing had really changed. But I don’t see it that way anymore. Slipping isn’t the same as going back. It’s often just a moment. What matters most is what I…

  • I talked yesterday about uncertainty…where I am in my life now. Why I don’t like the feeling of “not knowing.” I know that the Lord knows that. I tell Him all the time that I don’t like this. I don’t like not being able to plan. I don’t like not knowing what to do all…

  • I’m in a strange season right now. The kind where so many circumstances in my life feel…unsettled. Nothing is falling apart.Nothing is completely stable either. Just…uncertain. Things I can’t control.Things I can’t predict.Things for which I don’t have answers yet. And if I am being honest, I don’t love the way that feels. I like…

  • My whole life, I’ve worked to be “chosen.” Chosen by friends.Chosen by men.Chosen by family.Chosen by anyone who could potentially look at me and decide I was work keeping. I didn’t always know what I was doing. I thought that the way we show appreciation for relationships was through effort. So it didn’t feel like…