Anxiety and Mushrooms

For years, God's voice in my head mimicked that of my mother Peggy urging me to try harder, perform better, attain more. Don't you see?  You're not quite good enough. So when my friend, Sally, gave me a copy of the daily devotional called Jesus Calling, it was a spiritual game changer. It turns out... Continue Reading →

Suffering Love

Here's what I know. Jesus wept.  The shortest verse in the Bible.  Perhaps the most profound.  He was standing at the tomb of Lazarus overcome with grief.   Jesus understands. God watched His own son die on the cross.  God knows suffering. In the valley of the shadow of death, He is present.   You cannot see... Continue Reading →

The Green Bible

In 1969 a suburban Chicago businessman named Kenneth Taylor devoted his daily train commute to paraphrasing the Bible into modern accessible text. It was called the Living Bible and my copy was green. I slept with this book, hugging it as one would a stuffed animal or squishy pillow. At 13, I was too old... Continue Reading →

Seen a burning bush lately?

The host of Moody Radio's morning show asked, "What's the fresh thing God is doing in your life?" A pregnant mom of a 3 year old called  in on her way to work.  She'd been feeling overwhelmed, weary, at the end of her rope.  Then God spoke to her heart.   With two words.  I AM.... Continue Reading →

Even Though’s and Yet’s

Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death...   Even though the mountains be carried into the midst of the sea... Even though a host encamp against me... OK, I am not keen on ANY of these circumstances befalling ANY of us. And I am certainly opposed to being thrown into a... Continue Reading →

The Brown Box

It's been ten years since the financial crisis. I can still see those dazed Lehman Brothers employees exiting their Wall Street offices, clutching brown boxes brimming with personal belongings hastily grabbed from a desk they would never return to. In 1991 I clutched my own brown box. My bank supervisor had called me into his... Continue Reading →

The Lipstick Promise

Bored at a building meeting, we'd whisper an ever important question to one another,  If you could only have ONE make-up component, what would it be? Heather always opted for her beloved eyelash curler -which to this day perplexes me.  Camille went for foundation.  Mascara was Barb's favorite.  For me the answer was of course lipstick. My... Continue Reading →

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