The God of Reckless Abandon

They said we were crazy — and we probably were. But we’ve got a story to tell. It was May 1989, 37 years ago, when we embarked on this crazy adventure, a craziness that has only intensified over the years. “It’ll never work”, they told us. “Don’t do it! It’s crazy, insane. You’ve got toContinueContinue reading “The God of Reckless Abandon”

Never an Orphan

Growing up, I thought I was an orphan, unwanted and abandoned by my “real” family. I imagine many kids have such thoughts, possibly influenced by books or movies. But in my case, these thoughts came from my own family and friends. “Is Sheila adopted?” family friends would ask. “She doesn’t look like anyone in theContinueContinue reading “Never an Orphan”

Old Age Isn’t For Wimps

We never expect bad things to happen. Even though we know they do happen, we tend to think they won’t happen to us. For example, I didn’t expect my first pregnancy to end in a miscarriage. Nor did I expect my husband to have a near-fatal chainsaw accident or for me to fall down theContinueContinue reading “Old Age Isn’t For Wimps”

Slow Living in Christ?

In our busy and hectic world, life is lived in the fast lane. Constant activity is equated with achievement, and feeling overwhelmed by to-do lists is seen as a positive thing. But are these assumptions truly valid? Having a growing list of contacts, profiles, followers and things to do can make us feel accomplished, importantContinueContinue reading “Slow Living in Christ?”

Little Becomes Much in God’s Hands

Have you ever told the Lord that you couldn’t do something? I have, and I was completely convinced it was useless to even try. But then the Lord showed me that even small things become great in His hands. Large crowds often followed Jesus. And that day, after He had crossed the Sea of Galilee,ContinueContinue reading “Little Becomes Much in God’s Hands”

In Our Brokenness: The Night Watches

As I lay there in the middle of the night, plagued by pain, fear, and doubt, I had to force myself to stop checking the time. It was too demoralizing. Endless thoughts, mostly fears, swirled through my mind, swooping in like pigeons on newly seeded fields. Would I ever be able to walk again andContinueContinue reading “In Our Brokenness: The Night Watches”

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