Then your light will break forth like the dawn, and your healing will quickly appear. (Isaiah 58:8)
If it’s the case that you usually wake up after dawn, you wake up in the morning to a blue (or maybe white or gray) sky. The sun streams into your room, or at the very least, you are not groping for your phone in the darkness. The day goes on, becomes brighter, then finally fades into purple before going black. Then the pattern repeats. Light becomes darkness every day, signifying closure, ending, a wind-down.
But if you wake up before dawn, you find a different pattern: you wake up to darkness and wait for the sky to pale and the sun to appear. You wait for the light to break forth.
Continue reading “Morning is coming: on faith and anticipation”
Today was uncharacteristically foggy in Southern California. Where I live, there’s often a morning mist that breaks by mid-day. But today was different. The haze remained into dusk, drifting across parking lots and tree tops, clouding the landscape in white. The sunlight never broke and the hot orange-pink sunset never showed up.
Continue reading “When the outcome is unclear”
If you don’t know what I mean by “God moment” that doesn’t mean you’ve never had one.
I define a “God moment” as a moment when God reveals Himself to us through Creation…and that’s not necessarily limited to nature. Creation includes anything created: other people, art, words spoken.
A God moment can be a single moment, or a pattern that emerges. It usually takes us by surprise, and breaks what we believe to be routine, logical, or “normal.”
Continue reading “7 God moments in 2017”
I have to admit, I’ve found Christmas a little overwhelming this year.
By mid-December, I felt both drained and stuffed by the deluge of parties, cookies, white elephant gift exchanges, and more cookies.
Do I sound like a scrooge?
Hang with me for a minute. Continue reading “Till he appeared and the soul felt its worth”
Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.
(Hebrews 11:1 KJV)
For nothing will be impossible with God.
A life of following Jesus often demands that we believe in the impossible. Continue reading “Faith that moves mountains: how to believe in the impossible”
In the middle of the journey of our life, I came to myself, in a dark wood, where the direct way was lost. It is a hard thing to speak of, how wild, harsh and impenetrable that wood was, so that thinking of it recreates the fear. It is scarcely less bitter than death: but, in order to tell of the good that I found there, I must tell of the other things I saw there.
I first read this quote as a freshman in college, in Dante’s classic Inferno. Chronologically, I was not in the “middle of the journey” of my own life. However, this one phrase deeply resonated with me at that particular point in my life:
“I came to myself, in a dark wood, where the direct way was lost.” Continue reading “Cultivating trust in times of uncertainty”
For a long time now, I’ve asked myself this question:
What is hope, really?
As I’ve grappled with different challenges or circumstances that seem insurmountable—as does every human being on the planet, to varying degrees—hope has sometimes felt elusive. Like just a word, and not something we can hold onto with certainty.
Continue reading “Confident, unashamed, audacious hope”