Welcome to the journey. It’s six a.m. I look out my back window, and all I see against the backdrop of darkness is my reflection in the glass, thanks to the light from my screen. This might seem gloomy, but that image seems to represent my season of life right now—looking into darkness and seeing ... read more
Advent Preview
Friends, I'm excited this year to commit to daily advent posts, in some manner (in other words, not always a lengthy theological treatise). These posts will perhaps be some of my most honest, being that I am writing from a vulnerable place in my life right now. I'll be asking some friends to guest ... read more
God in the Requirements
I can’t imagine Joseph being overjoyed when news of the census arrived in Nazareth. Beyond the dangers of the extensive trip north to Bethlehem, and the time away from his carpentry (which supplied his living), his betrothed was very round with child. He had no choice, though. The ... read more
His Mercy Never Fails
God, have mercy. Please, Lord. That was my hopelessly uttered prayer the other night. More of a wishful thought, unfortunately. I didn't actually expect that mercy or grace could penetrate my already deflated attitude and situation. Those words, really, were more of a groan of frustration. And ... read more
Communal Joy
Never more than at Christmas time do we speak of joy, and never more than at Christmas time do people ache because of the lack of joy in their lives. Smiles are plastered on countenances, but the happiness is only face deep. We need the mercy of God's joy, and thankfully for us, that mercy burst ... read more
The Delight in the Manger
I've always loved this verse. It breathes goodness, security, and promise. In the unstable ruckus of today's world, we need this reminder that God has set boundaries for us out of love, not only in our personal lives (through the circumstances and personalities he's given us) but in our ... read more
His Feet
Baby feet: tiny toes, smooth skin, jerky movements. There's something innocent and pure about baby feet. In the minutes after birth and first bath, those wiggly toes beg to be touched. All ten, perfect. Jesus had baby feet. I imagine Mary holding those feet to her face and breathing in fresh baby ... read more
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