God asks his servants to do hard things, to live difficult lives, sometimes experience pain and heartache, he asks us to swim through affliction. We all know this as Christians. He uses these things to change us, like a carving knife changes a sculpture. But what we sometimes forget is that God often brings us … Continue reading With the Mourning
Tag: spiritual
Giving Reflections on Thanks
Before everyone arrives with hot casseroles and forced conversations, it’s quiet. It’s dark and soundless, except for the occasional jingle of the dog’s collar. The coal stove glows orange inside, reminding me of ET’s heart.
Shabbat Mevarchim
Today is Shabbat Mevarchim- “the Shabbat when we bless.” On the Sabbath before the start of a Jewish month/new moon, a blessing is recited to usher it in. Why, i mean why bother blessing the new month, before the new moon? Don't we bless and pray every Shabbat? Picture this: every day you wash the … Continue reading Shabbat Mevarchim
Still God.
Why does the psalmist tell us in Psalm 46 to: “be still and know that He is God?” because stillness is a most difficult position to assume; contrary to the idea of peace, being what all men desire, stillness is a time of silence and barrenness in which we forget such things as sovereignty and … Continue reading Still God.
who do you say I am
when I'm empty of words its because I'm full of questions when I have nothing to give and little to say and sense cannot form and life is delayed I cannot walk forward I barely rise up I'm frozen and awkward despairing and stuck my mind cannot settle its hard to decide confused and afraid … Continue reading who do you say I am
One Small Step
Suddenly I see Jesus standing there saying, “Kim, have some faith, purchase the domain, send in some queries. Have I not called you? Have I not set forth this desire in your heart, and trained you? Kim cast your nets and I will fill them.” Some thoughts on stepping out in faith.
Un-Cultivated
some personal thoughts on the fruits of discipline My mother, sisters and I rented an old farmhouse when I was 6 years old. It became our family home for the next 30 years, more or less. It was established and solid in and out, but it had been left abandoned for a long time. My … Continue reading Un-Cultivated
Faith Substances
It was that way when I was trying to get pregnant for the first time. I had no control over the outcome each month. I had these little ,soft ,blue booties in the top drawer of my dresser. Every morning, while getting dressed, I would think of them being filled out with chubby little feet and … Continue reading Faith Substances
Battlefield
Oh Lord prepare my heart today, To search your will; and see your face To walk among the shifting sands Of changing minds and feeble hands Gird up my loins; teach me to stand Among the waves; and mountain peaks Where waters scarce and hopes are bleak The work of cleansing must be done Sort … Continue reading Battlefield
my faith place 