Occasionally, a story lodges itself so stubbornly in my imagination that it refuses to leave. One such story comes from a dramatic retelling of the life of King David. In that scene, David is just a boy. He arrives at the battlefield looking for his brothers and instead finds Israel’s army—his heroes—shrinking back in fear. Across the valley stands Goliath, taunting and daring anyone to fight him.

I have always preferred Resurrection to Easter. Besides the fact that Easter have been the subject of speculation {is it not the name of some goddess? Check it up here: easter origins }, Resurrection is simply easier for us. Resurrection is the promise made possible by the prototype. Because Christ rose from the dead, death is no longer final for us. We can expect to live on. Heaven is real. Eternity continues when your watch dies on you, and your lungs and heart are placed t

Years ago, someone asked if my son's Christian school does anything special for Easter.  Anything special? My initial response was to remind her to live Easter each day. But then, it  made me think. I have certainly seen some Easter specials in my life - As a growing child, I had collected Easter eggs home to add to the family meal...and try to tell my mom about the good news of new life... As a rookie pastor, I had my little church put out lilies, serve out eggs and pancakes

I have begun reading Isaiah to re-encounter Jesus who shall soon suffer, die and rise triumphant. In my younger days, I dreaded touching the pages of prophetic writ; all that fire, fierce anger, judgment... But now, I have lived longer and I see how accurate the words are.

The Drinking must exceed the draining- so our thirst is quenched, there is a satisfaction in our souls, and so we are plumped and healthy. Pushing fifty, I was informed that my skin needs more moisture, not less. I come to see this is true in the maturation of souls too. Maturing souls do not need less, they often need more. Not more of the same, but more that will penetrate deeper, more that nourish from the roots.

We sometimes get very long dry spells. When it happens, it feels so sad.  The grass turns dry and  brown, trees go bare, and dust starts to swirl. Life feels threatened. Our proud garden city being licked by the dust as the sky remains cloudless.... until - the rain came - and the life that still pulses beneath the ground bursts forth, and things began to green again.  Like the grass and leaves all about us... life can cause us to turn dry and dull, and even risk going lifele

Hey soul carrier, how are you doing on the journey? I sensed some of us got waylaid. Some of us got distracted. Some of us had such a huge thing drop across our path, we despair of journeying on. Some of us were nearly kidnapped! So here is a reminder to self and you: we have enemies, and we need travelling companions {this is why I really hope we can start writing comments at the end of each post and just see how our souls get watched by others.

Every time a new staff joins my company, I ask “What is your non-negotiable?” This helps me to understand what irks the staff, and discover potential conflicts way before they take root. For me, punctuality is my non-negotiable. The staff know they must arrive 15 minutes earlier than scheduled; and if they are running late, they must notify the studio. This removes doubts and builds confidence in the relationship, especially when we have paying clients who might be waiting.

Welcome.  This is our fourth stop, and as I look over our journey, something emerges. When we encounter Jesus: each time you read, pause, go away to a 'closet' place to be -- Jesus steps out from our hazy ideas to become a solid, real Presence and Person who has much to offer our hungry, thirsty hearts.