• Faith Reflections

    IT'S A BOY!

    But the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid. I bring you good news that will cause great joy for all the people. Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is the Messiah, the Lord.” Luke 2:10-11 I will always remember the birth of my nephew and my niece. With my nephew, I was in the appropriately titled “waiting room” – waiting with the rest of the family for that sweet lullaby to play over the intercom of St. Mary’s Hospital. The moment the song began I started to weep with joy. What we had been waiting for – much longer than 9 months – had finally arrived. For my niece, I was blessed to be in the delivery room for her birth and experienced the same overwhelming emotions as the waiting was over. She was here!

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    A Life-Light to Live By

    When I was little, I always had a great fear of the dark. A paralyzing fear that would immobilize me if a strange noise was heard or my imagination went for a run. I slept with two night lights and a street light outside my window and it still didn’t alleviate my fears. Although I’m much better as an adult and sleep with no night lights now, I still have my moments of freak out. When do, I grab my flashlight in order to shed some light on the situation and keep the darkness at bay. Light makes sense of the dark. Light illuminates truth and diminishes fears. 

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    Forgiveness

    The other day I was walking with God and processing my hurt over a friendship that has greatly faded under the intense rays of distance and neglect. It was some healthy, gut-level vulnerability as I expressed my frustration and disappointment and confessed my need to surrender – yet again – my emotions and unmet expectations at His feet.  As I walked the mulched trails, I went back and forth between surrendering my feelings and wallowing in them a little longer.  I muttered some indictment about actions speaking louder than words, blah, blah, blah. After one pretty decent wallowing when I was finally quiet for a second, I sensed God asking me a question. I should have kept muttering like usual but I stopped to listen… “So …. you are angry with this person for doing to you what you do to me?” Ouch. I could almost see the twinkle in God’s eye around the log in my own. It was…

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    Running To Instead of From

    I’m writing this blog post from my annual introvert intermission – a week of rest, renewal and reading gifted to me by my parents for my birthday. I’m also writing this nearly a month after my last blog post, a reflection of how crazy this past month has been and how I’ve given busyness the keys to my life.  My struggle with busyness is no different than 85% of you reading this. We are perpetually busy.  Constantly running. Overwhelmed with responsibilities and resigned to the fact that we will always be running in desperation with the bull right on our heels. That is how it seems when you are in the middle of it and all you hear is the pounding of the hooves and all you feel is the ground shaking beneath you and all you see is the sharp, marbled horns ready to toss you in the air only to be trampled among the endless stream of bull.…

  • Faith Reflections,  My Life

    A Life Well-Lived

    I wrote yesterday about the importance of showing up. I’ve thought a lot the past month about how important it is to be present with others simply because I saw one person do it exceptionally well.  Someone who showed up in the lives of others – even when he was miles away.  If there was an Olympic event for being present with others, Chad Rogers would have won gold and broke records doing it. And then he would have made all of us come up and stand with him on that little box to receive our medal together.  The dude excelled at the ministry of presence and I, along with hundreds of others, benefitted greatly from it. It helped that Chad was incredibly extroverted and really, really LOVED being with people.  But other extroverts love being with people, too, and don’t make half the impact Chad did. The difference with Chad was that he was not only with you but…

  • Faith Reflections,  My Life

    Rafting Ruminations

    On Saturday I did something that surprised some people who know me well. I went rafting. For a second time. The first time was over 15 years ago and it didn’t go very well. I wrote about it once but to sum things up, I nearly drowned when my raft flipped in some rapids on the Snake River in Wyoming and I got trapped under the raft, unable to surface to get air. As you can tell, I survived. OR there is internet in heaven. Something that must be true based on the amount of joy we feel when we find free wireless. Heaven must be one big hotspot. Anyway, I made a vow to eventually get back in the boat and I did – literally. The time came on Saturday with my youth group in Colorado on the Clear Creek in Idaho Springs. The fact that 43 people whom I love dearly were going meant I couldn’t stay behind.…

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    Running with Jesus

    I’ve never run a marathon. I have friends who have. I have a good friend who ran and won his first marathon in June. I have mad respect for him and for all winners of marathons. I also have mad respect for the runners who cross the finish line last. The ones who keep going when everyone else has gone home. The ones who have to walk some of the way, the ones who fall and get back up, the ones who’ve messed themselves yet keep on going after the lights, cheering crowds and vendors have all gone home. If I ever run a marathon, those will be my peeps. The journey of faith is often compared to a race. Mostly because Paul did it here and here along with other Biblical authors. Although even if they hadn’t made the comparison, we would have come up with that analogy on our own. We have a thing for sports metaphors and athletes who take…

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    I Will Disappoint You.

    There aren’t a lot of things I’m certain of in life.  There are some obvious things I am certain of like gravity, the negative effects of reality television on our culture, and the existence of Smurfs. One of the things I am more certain of than ever is I will disappoint others. I have all the potential and the ability to let you down and most likely have already and will again – as a friend; a daughter; an aunt; a pastor. Definitely as a blogger. I have spent an inordinate amount of my life trying to avoid this certainty. I don’t want to disappoint anyone. And by “don’t want”, I mean “I’d rather do the worm in slow motion across a ginormous bed of hot coals” than disappoint anyone. During my life, I subconsciously came to believe my worth was tied to pleasing others. If I please others, I am loved and valued. If I fail others, I am unlovable and…