Approaching The Promise

Have you ever found yourself trusting in the promise, and not the Provider of the promise? You know that God has promised you something, and you believe in that, but you lack the faith in how He will provide? If you are like me, you know what I am talking about. You have the disbelief that the Creator of the universe will actually provide what He has spoken. You find yourself asking But how can it be? without the response following Let everything you have said about me come to pass. The angel shared with Mary exactly how God’s plan would unfold, well at least how she would conceive a child anyway, and that the child would be great. The angel didn’t promise that Joseph would be by her side, at least scripture doesn’t…

Faith Like Sequoia

His wife to be was pregnant, with a baby that wasn’t his. Culturally he could divorce her, which he considered doing, but an angel of the Lord appeared to him in a dream.  “Joseph, do not be afraid to take Mary as your wife, for the One conceived in her is from the Holy Spirit. She will give birth to a son, and you shall give Him the name Jesus, because He will save His people from their sins.” Matthew 1:20-21 Joseph had faith that God was with them, and he was faithful in what the angel instructed him to do. She was pregnant with a baby that wasn’t even biologically fathered by any man. Impossible. A pregnant virgin. Carrying the Son of God. The angel answered “The Holy Spirit will come upon you, and the power of the Most High will overshadow you. So the holy one to…

Beholding Christmas

Charlie is obsessed with trains. If you think I am kidding, somehow trains make it into the song Old McDonald. His version of the song goes something like this : Old McDonald had a farm. E-I-E-I-O! And on that farm he had a train! (and then instead of animal noises, he makes train noises… I can’t make this up friends) With his love of trains, I am not sure why I was surprised that when I asked Charlie this week why we celebrate Christmas, he responded by saying Trains. The thoughts in my head after he said this very quickly ranged from Who taught him that Christmas was about trains?, to We are failures as parents if he thinks Christmas is about trains, and finally Okay, now that Thanksgiving is over it is time to…

When You Step Out Of The Boat

Monday was one of those days. It was one of those days when things kept happening and you mistakenly ask yourself What else could go wrong today? (Side note real quick, never ask yourself what else could go wrong, because in my experience that is just an invitation for anything imaginable!) It was one of those days where I briefly questioned every decision I had made in faith recently. I called the day laughable, because if I didn’t laugh I would have cried. “If you knew what I was doing, you would step out in faith.” Someone said to me recently You only have one life to live, how are you going to use that life? She was right, we don’t get do-overs. Sure, we can learn from our mistakes, but as for turning back the…

Epiphany at 38,000

The day before Jessica posted Beneath the Ribbons and Bows about being “enough,” I was reading a book called The War of Art by Steven Pressfield on a flight to Chicago and had a bit of an epiphany at 38,000 feet. The very next day, I read Beneath the Ribbons and Bows and shared the following with Jessica. How often do we look at ourselves through the perfect lens of God? The War of Art is all about how to name and then to defeat what the author calls Resistance – anything that prevents an artist from creating his or her art. In one chapter, the author used the example of Tiger Woods during the 2001 Masters. During the tournament (which he would go on to win), someone took a photo during Woods’ backswing…

“Let Me Carry That For You”

Since the hurricane, there is a big part of me that has felt like my life has been a hurricane. There have been times I have felt like I can’t catch my breath with things that need to be done, and everything that has come up. I have increasingly felt that I was on my way to flat out having a good cryfest if I didn’t find relief soon (but let me tell you sometimes those cryfests feel pretty good). From more travel than normal to solid commitments, doctors’ appointments to circumstances that had to be dealt with that are less than pleasant, and then an event that me to question what I was really willing to risk in following Jesus. Life began to feel a bit overwhelming, well quite overwhelming actually. I wanted…