Restricted Vision, Unburdened Sight
Sometimes the things you can't see help you see more clearly!
I have been seeing friends post Easter pictures from when they were children. Easter pictures from childhood are priceless — sometimes embarrassing or hilarious — but priceless still the same. For Easter in the early sixties, the standard uniform for little girls was white frilly dresses lifted by crinolines, white gloves and pearls, with tights … Continue reading Contemplate the Priceless Gift
I recently experienced my first birthday without my mom, and in less than a week, another “first” is approaching—Easter. Nearly every Easter I can remember was spent with her. Even when I worked two states away, I made sure to be home for the holiday. Although we didn’t always spend the entire day together, or … Continue reading Look Toward the Tree
I visited my cousin’s church this past Sunday. I knew it was a satellite campus, so when it was time for the sermon, I was pleased to see the pastor walk up to the podium. I enjoyed the message and his perspective on the prodigal son from Luke 15:11–32. He shared how, when the younger … Continue reading Keep Looking for the Prodigal
Easter memories don’t have to end once you are grown. I was recently putting together an Easter basket for my niece. (“Ah, how sweet.” you may think.) I was telling my brother we needed to pick up a few more things to fill it out. He says, “You know she is twenty-eight years old.” I … Continue reading Searching for Assurance
Easter is fast approaching. It can be a heartfelt time of remembrance, even for children. My first real Easter memories as a child most likely involved frilly dresses, Easter baskets, or candy — not anxious thoughts about how Jesus was treated during His final week on this earth. A few years ago, a pastor friend … Continue reading Sometimes Truth Comes From the Sweetest Hearts
There was that one day that I was a cool chick, well, an older cool chick. I am pretty much a “middle of the road, quiet, steady, girlie” rather than a cool chick most of the time. But at least I recognize that. I try not to pretend or put on airs, which makes “cool … Continue reading Camo and Clarity: What We Don’t See at First
Easter is near. Thinking of this time, and reflecting on all that Christ endured, it makes me think about the cost of forgiveness… and unforgiveness. Leading up to Easter this year, I have been re-watching previous seasons of series The Chosen. The next season comes this year around the Easter time frame. I have just … Continue reading Surveying Forgiveness
I wasn’t anxious yesterday. But I could feel anxiety sitting around me. I had a visit with my retina specialist. It would have been the day before, but he was in surgery all day. Because it was a work-in visit, I waited over two hours. It is interesting to sit in a waiting room and … Continue reading See Where We Should Depend on God
There was a time when my faith hung on the wall of my office. It wasn’t loud. It wasn’t pushy. It didn’t quote Scripture in bold letters or ask anyone to agree with me. It simply existed—quietly, faithfully—where anyone who walked through my door could see it. It was a to-do list. Pray. Sing. Smile … Continue reading Looking at Living Faith Without a Microphone
My return trip from visiting my niece ended up being a longer day than I thought it would. The plan was to get through the flight, grab lunch, go home, get the travel crud washed off in the shower, and relax the rest of the day. As it ended up, I hit two airports, one … Continue reading Sometimes Those Visible Layers Need a Good Scrub
Restricted Vision, Unburdened Sight 