Seen and Known

When I ask my husband about his day and give the lengthy, detailed account of my own, I am seeking to share something more than facts. We all long for connection on a deeper level because we are spiritual beings at heart. Our flesh and bone exteriors are fairly sturdy and resilient, but they are …

Boldly Stand

“Then Jesus said to them, “Follow Me, and I will make you become fishers of men.””‭‭Mark‬ ‭1:17‬ ‭NKJV‬‬ When my kids were in their teens, Fellowship of Christian Athletes met once a week before school. My younger son, Jacob, was always quick to volunteer me for any and everything, and secretly, I wouldn’t have had …

Who Do You Believe?

Keeping abreast of current events has at once become much simpler and more complicated. There seems to be no end to media outlets available but it is increasingly difficult to know who you can trust. Listening to varying accounts and weighing the information used to suffice but are we even sure that what we’re hearing …

Fan the Flame

My freshman year, the egg in a bottle experiment was banned from the science fair. Overused and unoriginal were descriptors my teacher chose even though no one in my grade had seen it barring those with older sibling. That may have been when I first learned that a fire needs oxygen to burn because the …

Can You See?

My daughter and her husband both love ice cream. She always ribs him because he asks, “is yours good?” meaning he wants to taste hers too. She forgets that when she was small and said she wanted to share, it meant she wanted to taste ours. If I asked her for a bite, she would …

RSVP

Handwritten letters have almost entirely disappeared, having been replaced by electronic communication. Invitations, with the exception of weddings, are more than likely texted nowadays. RSVP, when attached to an invitation, once meant the host expected to hear from you. A meal and a place at the table were being reserved in your name at the …

Learning

Peekaboo with my six month old grandson has progressed from a quick distraction to a game of predictive analytics, much like the game my smart phone plays as I begin typing any given word into a text box. In spite of the fact that I have a son and a son-in-law named Jacob which I …

Have You Decided?

Menu confusion is my nemesis, hovering over every lunch date and dinner plan. I can’t concentrate on making conversation for trying to decide what I should order. Usually there are so many excellent choices, it’s hard to choose just one. In my experience, most servers are pretty good at reading their costumers. They recognize indecision …

Feel The Heat

What does pure, unadulterated faith look like, the faith of a child that Jesus commended? I saw it in the face of my eighteen year old son and heard it in his voice, as we contemplated the possibility of brain surgery after eight years of tweaking and changing medications failed to stop his seizures. I …