A spiritual lesson from the pool
I brave the cold as I inserted my body into the light blue water. I used to come to swim regularly, and found enjoyment in it, but I haven’t really done it in a few years now. Not like that…
The dreams we dream
It was a simple question she asked me: ‘What would you long to be part of the future you’re seeking God for?‘ I did not respond for several days. I did not know how to. I knew it is a…
Confessions of a failing heart
I am not sure how many times I have heard the story of the Israelites, the countless miracles the Lord has done to deliver them out of Egypt, and then followed their journey through 40 years in the wilderness. It’s…
Reflections in our eyes
I look into her eyes and I see my reflection. I don’t really know her, not well any way. But I see myself reflected in her eyes. I know this is simple physics, but somehow it feels like there is…
Life only ever gets better
Have you ever wondered if life ever gets better? Do you think you will always just struggle through life, and be pained by the brokenness all around you. Then this is for you.
Private Conversations: Maybe I’ve Got Trust Issues
Private conversations: Maybe I've got trust issues? As I keep walking with the Lord, and learn to trust Him more deeply, I will leave this conversation with you from a while ago.
Ten Minutes
How often do we go to God with our ten minutes, announcing to Him how much time we have, and what it may be that we need in those ten minutes?
Evading Peace
I often wonder how to achieve that, this perfect peace the Bible talks about. Today, something about that struck me. Peace is always there. It does not evade me. I evade peace.
Praying like Children
What if this year, I would pray like children? What if I would ask boldly, with no regards to what may be rational or logical or if it is even the right time? What would change in this world if I would pray with full knowledge that I am talking to the all-powerful, sovereign God of the universe?
Constantly Constant: Of Roadmaps and Journeys
I like my roadmaps, my knowing-where-I’m-going, clarity that this is the right next step and my foot will surely be safe when it lands. But it is so obvious in the pages of my journal that really, this life is not about a roadmap, and about where it all leads. It’s really about something quite different.