Waking up every couple of hours to an echoing voice, billowing through the streets, in a language we cannot understand, with words not meant for our Father… This is not the ideal way to spend the hours between Christmas Eve and Christmas Day. Christmas morning came too early; the coffee wasn’t strong enough. My mug was […]
the music of God.
Encouragement. Over and over again, that word keeps replaying in my head, a melody needing a harmony. The Father is singing it as a song of deliverance all around me (psalm 32.7-8). Honestly, this season is a mixed bag. Joy hums her little tune into the tiniest details of life back in this place I […]
More.
“I have so much more for you than the work.” It came from the depths of my spirit last night, budding off of a conversation on identity and insecurity and how writing settles itself unkindly between those two things sometimes. But we instantly recognized it as from Him, me and my fellow writer-friend, Elizabeth. I […]
a victory song.
You’ve told us we’re prepared, ready, equipped for battle. You’ve spoken promises over us, and you’ve sung your song of deliverance. You’ve surrounded us with your refrain: “I AM the LORD, who brings you our of Egypt, to give you the land of promise.” But we’re your people of promise— far more precious to you. […]
He is well worth it.
I’ve been seeing my heart in a slightly strange way lately. I’ve seen it emptied out, poured out, stretched out. Like an empty hull of a damaged ship, cargo jettisoned, passengers floating away in lifeboats—fully abandoned in the stormy seas. My worship echoes through that hull, a whisper compared to the waves. The truths I’m desperately clinging to […]
His love, my joy
Today, I found myself reading the passage that the url-link of this blog was inspired by. “I-must-decrease” comes from John 3. John testifies to a Jew who questions John’s baptism vs. Jesus’ baptism. John speaks of his joy, his joy made complete because of Jesus’ coming. And John’s joy beautifully humbles him to see Jesus once […]