Up From the Grave: Easter in the Ordinary

In my previous post, I reflected on my appreciation for Good Friday through 5 recent months of depression. Good Friday makes Easter glorious. Death’s sting is real, but it is not the end. Death ends with resurrection. Seek, and you will find it everywhere.  On...

Snow Day: Made New

The world is made new in a snowfall. White sky, white earth. Even the light looks different. Fresher. Brighter. We know the snow is coming. The delight. The percentage of chance increases slowly on the radar until we are certain. The anticipation. We pick up extra...

Person to Self: Restoring the Relationship

In some circles, the world “self” has gotten a bad rap. Some seem threatened by discussion of the self, afraid that it will spiral into self-absorption. How I relate to and care for my self can be rescued from the condemnation of selfishness. They are not...

The Lord is Near

19 degrees Fahrenheit, cold and bright. The winter chill has hushed the world. I can see the dogs’ breath as they bask in the sun outside the window. A mug of tea warms my coaster. In the kitchen, the split peas are soaking for soup. I am still. David is at a...