My reading of Luke this morning took me to chapter 15. The three parables about being lost and then found. I’ve often said that God is the ultimate champion at hide and seek. He is the seeker of all seekers and will always find us. In the familiar parable of the lost (or prodigal) son,…

I am forgetful. Sometimes it’s that I forget if I shut the garage door, sometimes it’s more a neglected basic daily hygiene task, and sometimes it’s more serious things. Did I remember to call someone that I was supposed to call? Did I remember to pray over the kids as they got out of the…

As we close the chapter of the current year, I am constantly asked about a goal for the new year. Even with a blank, confused gaze, I try with all my might to offer some semblance of a response. To be completely transparent, I don’t really like goal-setting. It’s not a habit I feel confident…

If walls could talk, what would they say? Would they speak of the highs and lows that day? Would they tell all the secrets they are meant to keep? Or would they hide the truths without uttering the slightest peep? Would they share what happened behind a closed door? Or would they stand completely stoic…

Originally written November 29, 2022 This is the time of year when joy is seemingly felt more tangibly. People tend to be less grouchy, there are more kind gestures, and I get cut-off less on Market Street. Additionally, I start decorating for Christmas in early November because I love the Christmas season so much. The…

Romans 8:18-25 Every winter, the trees shed their leaves- exposing their bare, broken branches. The leaves that hide their imperfections, as they blow and billow in the elements unprotected. The leaves that add color and vibrancy become brittle and fall to the ground, returning to the dust.  As the leaves drop, they lament the curse…