Category: Devotional

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Sustained, Refined and Purified

It’s been 16 months since he traded his military uniform in for overly recycled, faded brown scrubs. As I prepared it for the cleaners this morning, I was struck with memories and sadness. I spotted the dark sweat stains that had, 16 months prior, blemished the undershirt to his uniform. For three days he sat nearly defenseless before a judge, a jury, and a … Read More Sustained, Refined and Purified

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A Few Parts Shy of Being Considered Useful

In all my frustration (and yes, I’ll admit a bit of self-pity) I thought, I’m so tired of fixing broken things. (Though, I think to write those words in all caps might be a bit more accurate in tone).
But just as quickly as that thought crossed my mind so too did the next.
Imagine if God ever tired of fixing broken things.

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Shame Is A Lie

Oxford University Press (2019) defines shame as “a painful feeling of humiliation or distress caused by the consciousness of wrong or foolish behavior.” Renowned author and shame researcher, Brené Brown  expands on that definition to explain shame as “the intensely painful feeling or experience of believing that we are flawed and therefore unworthy of love and belonging.”  If you’ve ever done something wrong — something … Read More Shame Is A Lie

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Sentenced to Freedom

Are you a prisoner to guilt? To shame? To addiction? Are you chained to your past? Haunted by your fears? By loneliness? You don’t have to stay there.

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Choosing Joy Even In Our Suffering

Joy is the product of a journey and every journey looks different. But no matter how different one’s journey, our source of joy will always remain the same.

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Welcome Home.

God wants his church to be a place where EVERYONE is welcome; and EVERYONE feels at home. God longs for his lost children to come home. And when they do come home, he doesn’t shame them or disqualify them. Instead, he smiles and joyfully responds, “welcome home.”

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A nation that honors every veteran – even “the forgotten veterans.”

Annually we pay tribute to the men and women who’ve served and sacrificed for sake of our nation. Now known as Veterans Day, Armistice Day was set aside as a day to honor those who’d served during World War I (WWI). But with several major wars following Armistice Day was converted to Veterans Day to commemorate ALL veterans of ALL wars.  Today, we celebrate … Read More A nation that honors every veteran – even “the forgotten veterans.”

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“You Have One Minute Remaining”

Her voice is awful. She’s rude and inconsiderate — often interrupting deep conversation with her monotone nonsense. Even after nine months of hearing her voice, it remains an annoyance. My husband calls daily, multiple times a day, in fact. The minutes we spend on the phone, regardless of how pointless the conversation, are extremely precious to us both. But it certainly doesn’t come without … Read More “You Have One Minute Remaining”

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Finding Strength in Weakness

This morning I stormed out of a staff meeting. It certainly was not my greatest moment. I wish I were able to say it was not my fault but I have no one else to blame but myself, for it was I who had chosen to walk through this particular valley silently and pridefully alone. I had chosen pride over humility. Instead of facing … Read More Finding Strength in Weakness

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…by far my favorite year.

It’s been 7 years since we tied the knot; 7 remarkably challenging and insanely eventful years to say the least. Challenges and all, these last 7 years have been the greatest years of my life!  I never would have anticipated celebrating an anniversary in a correctional facility. Yet this year we did. And this year is by far my favorite.  Why? Because for the … Read More …by far my favorite year.

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Here I am. Send Me.

“Do I have to?” A question we once asked when told to do chores or take a bath has since become a question with far deeper roots — our purpose. Do I have to talk to people today? Do I have to go to church? Do I have to tell my kids I love them every night? Do I have to help my elderly … Read More Here I am. Send Me.

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Living the Reality Our Very Own Parents Once Endured

Parenthood. It’s hard. It’s full of hateful jabs and spiteful cuts. And it’s learning to smile at those hurtful words knowing you, too, once spoke with such hate to your own parents. It’s exhausting. It’s long days and endless hours of reponsibilities. And it’s falling — not crawling — into bed every night for eighteen years completedly depleted of every ounce of energy. It’s … Read More Living the Reality Our Very Own Parents Once Endured

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