12 Oct, 2015
I, like all of human creation, am a gaze-shifter. My intentions are always admirable; I intend to follow the Lord, and I set out to run after him, eyes fixed on his face. On my way to him, though, there are undoubtedly alluring distractions along my path. I tell myself I’m still running toward God, looking toward him, but in reality, my eyes drop a bit. I shift from focusing on the Highest of Highs, to looking eye-level.…01 Oct, 2015
Here we are in a popular, nice restaurant—a whole group of women from our church waiting to go to a women’s conference session this evening. We have all just arrived, thrown our suitcases into our rooms, and headed out to dinner before the first session. Things are great, until the service is slow.…24 Sep, 2015
When I don't actively intervene in my thought life, I am distracted all day by whatever is loud, whatever is urgent, whatever is convenient, whatever is flashy, whatever is on sale, whatever happens to be in front of my eyes. At the end of the day, I am no closer to the God of peace than I was when I began.…17 Sep, 2015
If someone made a movie about my life, there would be a few repeated themes: plan-making, good intentions, and clear expectations. In school, I expected to win tennis matches, please my teachers, date the guy I’d marry, and be accepted—with scholarship money—to the five colleges that received my application. Some of that happened. Some of it didn’t.…
