A Place to Find Respite, Grace and Growth in Christ Through Our Ever-Changing Lives
I am a creature of habit, especially when it comes to loading the dishwasher. I take pride in doing it efficiently, making use of every nook and cranny. For me, it’s like solving a puzzle. Plates, cups, utensils—they all have their designated place. I’ve got a system, and I stick to it. So much so that I don’t easily welcome help with the dishes.
I am a checklist person through and through. Nothing pleases me more than crossing off a completed task. It makes me feel like I’ve conquered the day with productivity. But when I fail to plan my day, I feel more like Dory—aimlessly swimming through the sea. While lists can help steer our ship, they can also steal our joy, imposing themselves as rigid rules we feel obligated to follow. The same can be true in our Christian walk when we focus more on the law than on our relationship with the Lord.
God’s voice hasn’t always been distinct to me. Often, I find myself wondering if what I’m hearing is truly his voice or simply my own thoughts. One morning, while taking a walk, I sought God’s counsel. As I meditated under the sunny sky, His voice felt unmistakably clear.
Change, whether initiated by us or thrust upon us through life transitions, is an inevitable part of life’s journey. When these shifts occur, we often find ourselves struggling in unfamiliar waters, desperately seeking support to stay afloat. Such changes can profoundly affect our relationships, sometimes even severing them. Events like relocating away from loved ones, entering or exiting marriages, children leaving home, and experiencing the loss of a loved one are all examples of life transitions that can leave us feeling isolated and in need of companionship.
December is always a time of reflection for me as the new year approaches, a season that serves as a poignant reminder of the gift of Christ. In these moments, I often find myself searching for the definition of “who I am” in Christ, recognizing the importance of staying connected to the true vine. While I have found peace with God through my faith in Jesus, the question lingers: Am I truly relying on Him to foster genuine growth within me? Christ, in his wisdom, calls me to abide first in him before charting my course forward.Read more
With the snap of the corporate fingers, a company abruptly eliminated a friend’s job after dedicating twenty-eight years to them. The company car, her passion for the industry she served, her phone, her computer, and her connections were all wiped away in the blink of an eye. The cherished job and her entire sense of self-worth turned upside down.
They say a picture is worth a thousand words. This sentiment held its truth as I gazed upon a photograph capturing a family member, their infectious smile stretching from ear to ear. Yet, behind that smile lay a narrative of struggle — one of worry, sadness, sickness, and rejection. The path leading to that climatic moment had been fraught with immense efforts. Though the outcome was positive, the journey resembled a turbulent roller coaster, a truth obscured by the photograph.Read more
I value physical markers of momentous occasions and people in my life. I have two particular plants which represent significant lifetime events. One is a Peace Lily and the other, a Schefflera. I have had the Lily for 26 years and the tall, now lanky Schefflera for about 14 years. At some point, I had replanted the Peace Lily from its original container many years ago. The Schefflera was still in its original plastic pot from when it was delivered to me. As I was repotting them recently, it reminded me how our bodies need the same type of nuturing in spirit, soul, and body before we face a life transition instead of waiting till we are withered.Read more
During a walk in March, bright yellow daffodils caught my eye as they were peeking up out of the late winter ground. They are the first signs of renewal bursting forth even though the vegetation surrounding them still has yet to come to life. Daffodils are paradoxical, sunshine yellow surrounded by shades of weary brown. The visual leads me to ponder the beauty that is actually occurring in us during our times of despair and emptiness. In this hollow period, we often are aching for the new growth to spring forward instead of leaning into the germination sprouting inside of us during the darkness.Read more
One of my favorite Christian authors is Jen Pollock Michel. In a recent email, she asked a series of questions for reflection of 2022. One of her questions caught me by surprise – “What did I lament?” This is certainly not something I typically allow space for in my thoughts but it made me curious enough to explore.Read more
