Treasuring My Tangles

My fishing line was hopelessly tangled. We headed out early this morning, in the crisp air and under a socked-in grey sky, to wade fish the nearby Robinson River.  We tried one spot with no success, then headed to a second spot downstream.  No sooner did the hook hit the water, a huge and beautiful

Lord of Everything Right

The Art of Being Wrong. Two days ago, we thought there was enough water in the Robinson River for a leisurely canoe ride.  Wrong.  Yesterday, we thought an 8.4-mile bike ride would work out the soreness in our leg muscles from “horsing” our canoe through the many places we had become grounded.  Wrong again. I spent

Lord Who Parts the Waters

Were You laughing as hard yesterday as we were, Abba?  In light of the head-shaking, mind-boggling, body-challenging difficulties we were encountering in our Once-in-a-Decade Adventure? Life at the margin.  That’s where we were yesterday. “Margin:  a bare minimum below which or an extreme limit beyond which something becomes impossible or is no longer desirable.”  (Merriam-Webster Online

Lord Who Does Not Hide

I love seeking You in the early morning hours, just before dawn.  Before the pace of the day has a chance to shift into fifth gear.  Before the world wakes up.  When it seems like it’s just You and me in the silence… and I can hear, “see” and even feel You. I seek You this morning,

Almighty Healer… My Daddy

Sometimes I wonder. Why does cancer — or any illness (life-threatening or not) — hit some people and not others?  Would faith “as small as a mustard seed” prevent a Christian from ever getting sick?  Would faith “as small as a mustard seed” prevent a Christian from dying of anything other than “natural causes?”  Did

God, my Fortress & my Freedom…

Some walls are meant to be… others are not. You had me camped out in the book of Nehemiah this morning, reading about the rebuilding of the walls around Jerusalem after the long exile of the Israelites in Babylon.  Before I began to read out loud, I prayed that You would use Your Word this morning

God of Signs & Wonders

You and Paul Harvey must be having a good chuckle together!  The kind of joy that two people share when they know a third one they love is discovering, step-by-step, the Surprise they have prepared.  When “the rest of the story” is sill far off, because the joy is in The Journey. I was emailing

Ready & Willing… Because YOU are Able!

Heart of My Heart, Once again, You have so filled me with Your Living Water that it has overflowed from my eyes… in tears of JOY! I just got off the phone with a newly-found Sister-in-Christ.  I met her ever-so-briefly several weeks ago, at a Christian street outreach.  She had helped organize the beautiful event