And Also

“For thus says the One who is high and lifted up,    who inhabits eternity, whose name is Holy:“I dwell in the high and holy place,    and also with him who is of a contrite and lowly spirit,to revive the spirit of the lowly,    and to revive the heart of the contrite.” Isaiah 57:15 ESV It is a beautiful, slightly stormy morning…

Some Good Words

A few nights ago, sleep almost completely eluded me. I’ve been fighting poison ivy for the better part of three weeks and also made a move to a new state in the midst of it. The steroids and stress finally took their toll on my rest. When I finally caught a few minutes of sleep,…

Meet My Ex Best Friend, Anxiety

Please allow me to introduce you to my ex best friend. Her name is Anxiety. I say her, because she takes on a myriad of forms and tries to make me think that I am her and she is me. She tried to become my identity. But she’s not. She is anxiety and I am…

Life Lessons Learned From the Treadmill

I have said before that I like to think myself a runner. Most of my steps logged were taken on treadmills. Since I spend most of my miles here, staring at the same walls, I have much time to think about anything and probably everything. Over the last few years I have come to realize…

An Isaac Kind of Promise

Keep your heart with all vigilance, for from it flow the springs of life. Proverbs 4:23 NIV I remember in the early years of our marriage, the many times that I would try to control Scott. One instance that pops up quickly for me is the purchase of our first minivan. We were eighteen when…

Pieces of Me

What a night it has been. It’s one of those nights where my eyes sting and I am certain a truck has to have run me over. I feel wrecked. Tonight started last night and just kept on giving through this evening. If I am being completely honest with myself, this has been brewing for…

Getting Off of the Treadmill

I am a runner. Well, I like to think that I am a runner. I love to do what I call running, on a treadmill. Running on the street is not my cup of tea. I have tried it, time and time again, and each time, I am quite certain that I am going to…

Thirsty

I wanted to share a journal entry that washed over me a couple of days ago. My heart aches deeply for our thirsty earth and the parched souls searching desperately for something to satisfy the arid places within. Father, We have never been more thirsty for Your living water! We are searching for it in…