The study for the seventh week in God in the Yard is about presence, finding the presence of God in the dark, when things aren’t clear, when intimacy seems out of reach. As I finally found a moment to sit down and finish the chapter last night, I laughed, wishing I’d saved yesterday’s post for [...]
Archives for the ‘every day desperate for Jesus’ Category
about that opening of the mouth and speaking of the words thing…
Wednesday, 1 September 2010
I am journaling again. I don’t know what it is about me that I can’t keep my words inside, that I can’t make sense out of life and just hold things in my heart. I have to come out somewhere, say what I’m thinking to someone, think out loud, dialogue my brain things. I’ve gotten [...]
[God in the Yard] the weeping: freeze-frame celebration
Wednesday, 18 August 2010
Claire asked for a picture considering pilgrimage. L.L. invited me into her back yard for a glimpse into her journey, and a door in my own heart cracked open. I say “cracked” because I am not brave to push it wide yet, because I am slow to choose vulnerable without confidence that God will be [...]
not what i thought
Monday, 2 August 2010
The conversation began on Friday evening. Pete was working in the kitchen; I was picking up the living room. “You’re weird,” he said, “you don’t just accept that Jesus died for you 2,000 years ago and move on. You have to find it relevant for you in today.” “Yeah,” I sighed. “I need Him to [...]
waving the light around
Monday, 19 July 2010
the couch, it’s just a couch. and me, I’m just dust. and so is she. she spread blue playdoh all over the cushion cover I just washed. i snapped at her on her birthday from behind my camera, trying for a shot like the one above – that i got anyway. a picture is just [...]
rest – at the foot of the cross
Tuesday, 6 July 2010
Melissa asked a restless heart to write about rest. I wonder a little at her logic. My writing is so often storm-tossed, thoughts dashed off in what few quiet moments I get to sort them in a given day. I think I am constantly in pursuit of rest, setting my fears in order, trying to [...]
savior – set me free
Sunday, 4 July 2010
There is a Casting Crowns song playing repeat in my head this freedom weekend. I can’t turn it off. It’s a dark song, a song that tells the story of the man possessed by demons, chained in the tombs, outcast from society, alone with his tormentors – until Jesus walks into his darkness bearing light [...]
