Reflections on the Journey
Come
I wasn't raised in a liturgical church background. I marked time as any other Jersey girl would - by moving my fall and winter clothes out of storage when the weather turned chilly, and by returning them to their moth balls as soon as the first warm breath of spring air blew through my open windows. Summer began the day school let out, and fall began on that sad day when we traded in...
Holy Ground
I saw a burning bush today. Candy apple red, It took my breath away. Is there a finer sight than the splendor of an autumn landscape in the American northeast? Each stroke of the master Artist’s brush layering subtle hues of vibrant red, burnt sienna, deep ochre, rich amber, and goldenrod. Day by day the colors deepen until their host shakes free of them and rests all the winter long in a...
The Path
Part 4 in a 4-part series on Psalm 37 Commit your way to the Lord. Trust in Him and He will do it. It’s not always easy to know which path to take in life. We can often respond like a deer in headlights when faced with life’s major decisions, immobilized by fear and lacking any conviction of which way to turn. Yet, just as often, it seems it is the smaller decisions...
My Heart’s Desires
Part 3 of a 4-part series on Psalm 37 Delight yourself in the Lord and He will give you the desires of your heart. Wow! Did you catch that? …He will give me the desires of my heart. This is absolutely fantastic news! This is a promise I want to hold onto. If I’m honest, I think I instinctively read this verse backwards. Maybe you do too sometimes. ...
Bloom Where You’re Planted
Part 2 in a 4 part series on Psalm 37 Dwell in the land and cultivate faithfulness. The Land. Something we take for granted in the free western world. But something that was of supreme importance to nomadic people in search of a place to call home. In scripture, the land held a special significance to followers of God. It represented for them...
Doing Good
Part 1 of a 4-part series on Psalm 37 Trust in the Lord and do good. It’s hard to do good when I’m busy fretting. When something is bothering me, all I seem to be able to think about is that thing. Worry has a way of doing that, doesn’t it? Consuming so much mental energy that we hardly have time to think about anything else, let...
