Pandemic Practices: Thoroughly Savoring God’s Creation
I’m more citified than countrified. That’s not to say that the lone prairie, a chicken fried steak or a melancholy Willie Nelson ballad never dazzle me. But I’m more of a French dining and Flamenco dancing kind of girl when the rubber meets Fifth Avenue. Yet I’m becoming surprisingly passionate about one of my new pandemic practices, thoroughly savoring God’s creation. Urban Renewal So like a snake with a skin ready to be shed, the urbanite in me underwent a metamorphosis during the shut down. Exercising, shopping, dining, grooming – all that previously took place primarily indoors. Suddenly, out was really “in.” Boxed in inside our homes, my hubby and…
Pandemic Pentecost: Fanning the Flames of God’s Assurance
Unfortunately, it’s still my corona. And yours. Politicians dance about at press conferences, relaxing restrictions while reserving their right to reinstate. What assurance will we have that we’ll be safe? Ah, these days of new uncertainties. They unfold in this, our pandemic Pentecost as I’m fanning the flames of God’s assurances rather than culture’s. It’s a tad lofty, goal-wise. But I figure, why not set my sights high? I can fill up my tank with His awesome power. I love how the verse from Hebrews 11:1 lays it out. It refers to “the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen.” Presidents can’t see it. Prime ministers…
Silver Linings Playbook: How God Can Heal Us In Lock Down
“He makes me lie down in green pastures.” That’s a line from the celebrated 23rd Psalm. Whenever I am getting blood drawn, or prepped for surgery, this is the Psalm I recite in my mind. I had to memorize it in school as a child. God is making all of us lie down right now, alright. Many of us are under house arrest. But thankfully in His inimitable silver linings playbook, God can heal us all in lock down. If we partner with him in it. A few weeks ago, I was listening to a teaching about a chapter in Genesis. The Lord suddenly spoke to me and said, “Are…
