A Different Way to See (Part Two)
The idea that what we think we know about something can get in the way of actually seeing (or hearing) well even applies to how we see ourselves.
A Different Way to See (Part One)
It is very hard to look at something... What we think we know about that object gets in the way.
Open Eyed Asking
How do I ask wholeheartedly, and continue asking in faith, and yet, with untainted trust in God’s goodness and sovereignty, leave it fully in God’s hands?
The Truth of More
We see how our faith builds, cyclically, multidimensionally: our faith enables more faith which enables more faith.
Albatross or Ebenezer
Some kids like to sleep with stuffed animals, but for months, my daughter chose to sleep with a large chunk of concrete. Because that makes perfect logical sense. It's soft and fuzzy and feels good if you roll over on it in the night.
End of Year Reflection
December is my favorite month of the year. Most people assume that's because it contains my birthday (true) and that I'm self-absorbed and greedy (also true), but it's also because, at the end of the year and beginning of a new one, we find time for introspection and assessment--at least we should, if we're not too busy celebrating.
Provision in the Unpredictable
It's my twenty thousandth time reading the Christmas story (give or take a few), but this year it becomes about control...and provision.
Friendship Curry
When we left Florida, I made a list of things I was going to miss...and things I was not going to miss. Because sometimes, it really helps to write things out so that later when you are romanticizing the last base, you have tangible evidence that, yes, you really did live in an RV …
Seeds and Surprises
A little over two months ago, we were in the middle of our move. One of the things we couldn't bring with us was our little pallet garden (though I did manage to bring our potted lemon tree, which rode shotgun from Florida to Virginia, scraping its spiky arms against the dashboard through four states).
Pier Pilings
The beach has been such a wonderful haven for us this year as we have occasionally needed to escape the confines of the RV to find beauty and breathing room, and never more so than these last few weeks of social isolation.
Easter Meditation
Easter morning I went for a prayer walk/jog, just trying to catch the sunrise. The half moon held court, fully visible high above my head, but the sun persistently hid behind a thick fleece of clouds that hovered low on the horizon. I pointed my face resolutely towards the east and waited, taking in the slow splash of the surf on the shore, thinking and praying.
On a Pufferfish
Deep beneath the surface of the ocean, a small Japanese pufferfish toils away creating a temporal piece of art that, to our eyes, looks like an underwater alien crop circle. It's actually a masterpiece of love.
Sunday Sunrise
This morning when I left for my run, it was still dark out with just a hint of sunrise pulling itself up by the fingers along the eastern horizon. I run an out and back these days, so as I ran I looked forward to the moment when I would turn around and be able to see the sunrise for the return run.