Seven

Sunday is the highlight of my week, particularly Sunday morning. Because my home church here in Nashville meets on Sunday evenings, my mornings are slow and restful. I sleep in, make a large pot of coffee, and put on my favorite Spotify radio station (The Belonging Co”) while I spend uninterrupted time with the Lord.Continue reading “Seven”

Charcoal Fire

As I’ve mentioned before, moving to Nashville was a difficult and weighty decision for numerous reasons, but primarily because of the regret and disappointment that had become synonymous with the city. For several years, I couldn’t even think about Nashville or music in general without feeling a physical ache. I suppose that’s what regret feelsContinue reading “Charcoal Fire”

A Year of Bread

Breathing deeply, I place my hands on the cool patch of earth. I recall my youthful joy the day that I planted these seeds two decades ago, my heart filled with longing. Returning to this plot of land is painful; the sting of unrealized dreams runs deep. And yet… I pick up the small watering canContinue reading “A Year of Bread”

Weak, and proud of it!

Lately, I’ve been ever-so-lovingly challenged by the Lord to reevaluate where I’ve placed my trust. I decided to do an exercise that involved me asking the family member I’m closest with to describe me as a young child. The words in particular that were the most difficult to hear were “you knew who you were,Continue reading “Weak, and proud of it!”

Purposeful pain.

“Therefore, behold, I will allure her, and bring her into the wilderness, and speak tenderly to her.” (Hosea 2:14) When you take an honest look back at your life, it’s relatively easy to pinpoint a season that seemed to be marked with pain, wanting, and even loneliness. It’s a time when you felt stripped down, bareContinue reading “Purposeful pain.”

Moses, not David.

Yesterday at church, the person in front of me turned around and introduced himself to me after worship. He told me that I had “such a beautiful voice”. Per usual, I looked down and muttered thank you with a small smile. I’ve had this happen more times than I can count since I was youngContinue reading “Moses, not David.”

Abide.

I suffer from “Martha” syndrome. (Yes, the Martha in the Bible that the Lord so loving corrected for her skewed priorities of serving over sitting at His feet). I’m reminded of my proclivity for busyness this time of year in particular with all of the gatherings and celebrations. I am apt to stay in theContinue reading “Abide.”

Why do you believe?

One of my goals when I moved back to Florida was to read as many books as possible before heading down to Hawaii in late September (super profound, I know). I’m currently reading, and being incredibly challenged by, this brilliant book called Come With Me by Suzanne Eller. Tonight, I was reading through a chapter sharing theContinue reading “Why do you believe?”

The Sun is Rising

Today, for a brief twenty minutes, the sun made its appearance in the middle of the Montana winter. Coming from Florida, the concept of not seeing the sun for several months has been a very bitter reality; when the thing that you’ve taken advantage of (and, in reality, taken for granted) is stripped from you,Continue reading “The Sun is Rising”