Dear Son, Today we celebrated Father’s Day. We had lots of fun and lots of laugh, but not everyone has that. Father’s Day is a spectrum of feelings to many different people. It’s sobering to those who’ve grown up without a dad, and sorrowful to others who’ve been hurt by their dads. And your dad is…
There are days when you feel like you’ve just taken three steps forward, only to find that you are now two behind…
Days that feel like it’s hard to get past your past, and unstuck your stuck, because Bethesda’s ingrained in you — that there are systems and cultures and people that have formed your inwards, and governed your internals and dictated your believing and behaving.
But listening to Paul talked is like allowing yourself to be stripped back to the core of grace, and reduced to who you can simply be in Christ.
That if our well-being solely depends on the favour of our human connections, that if our getting ahead in life comes from getting in front of people, then, we’re doomed, and we’ve lost, and we’ll keep losing, because sometimes relationships severed are relationships saved.
That we can sometime lose our earthly fathers to find our heavenly Father, we can sometimes skip earthly favours to be kissed by divine goodness.
When life’s made up of your blend, of love and loss, of gathering and giving, of creating and destroying, we know that it’s only through experiencing you that we experience the potential for change, our opportunity for growth.
It’s the first of July, and in the midst of a winter chill, and I saw. How candles can flicker on right through the night, and hope can be served right there when the heart is healed right here, and that the way to see the light of day is to walk through the length…
Somewhere at the back of the desert, in a place dry and barren, where you think heaven’s brazen and the dusty air of death’s howling, there’s a well, and you’ll be well. He comes like a cooling rain in summer’s scorch and uses every minute of your hard to work for your good, and His glory.
Maybe it’s precisely in the suffering and the seemingly lack of healing that a thousand answers are found, because when we face of our own suffering bravely that we showed the world every answer to every suffering.
Being able to deal well with losses is one of the most important skills to have, as losses are life’s constant companion, and if managed well can offer an opportunity for regrowth and revival.
Because who’d ever get this?
For those days when you’re hollowed out in the lowlands of life, He’s provided a High Way out.
For the seasons when the fog of depression disorients, and the black of losses eclipses — He’s got His light shining through all your cracks.
if you have something in your life that is not necessarily “bad” – but dominates you, why don’t you ask God to help you give it up and find freedom.
And on the other side of Heaven, we’d see a glimpse of the why.
Why God would place His most prized possessions in the fire, why He’d allow His most precious vessels in the melting pot of distress.
That which fills you, that’s what will lift you, or leave you, and leak out of you…
He’s given His survivors strength to walk out of splits so they can become completely whole.
Sometimes the chart of our lives may seem frenzied, and chaotic — but God really does have a method to all the seeming madness, and a certainty in all the chaos.
This story inked into the pages of our history, about the one Man who dripped with blood and hung naked on the wooden beam of an old rugged cross.
About his halting breaths that make for our one full breath, of his haunting claim that leaves us forever claimed — this story that proves the dead can rise to life.