Do you see my idols? I do not worship the pagan gods of old with their gold overlays and silver adornments. Nothing so ridiculous as that. Instead, my idols come neatly-wrapped in culturally-appropriate packages. Hard to recognize, yet insidious all the same. Emotions, Productivity and Validation boast well-used altars which have been dismantled and rebuilt, … Continue reading In the Shadow of My Idols
Truthfully, I simply don't know where the line is between enjoying the comforts God has given me with a grateful heart, and living a numbed, comfort-driven life.
My heart awakens to every new day like a dormant coal. Its blackened, hard nature needs much assistance to fan into flame and renew a pursuit of the Lord.
“Lord, show me the plank in my eye.” That was me not too long ago, praying in my kitchen out of desperation.
Almost right up until to our wedding day, I struggled with anxiety about the future. I never reached a moment of perfect, unending certainty that my husband was the person I was meant to marry.
I was crying. Speeding down 322 in Lancaster County, and trying to choke back tears because the rational side of my mind was loudly reminding me that it's not safe to cry and drive.
Thank you for being endearingly REAL LIFE, which in my case, includes some sweetly awkward and RANDOM moments that bring lots of laughter and fun memories. Truly, love, I'm grateful for the fact that for me, a perfect first date for consisted of running late, hugging a tree, swinging on a swing that I wasn't sure … Continue reading Dear love,