I have thought much of late about God’s healing power. I am convicted deeply of His power to heal, His desire to heal, and His willingness to heal. We certainly are right to ASK Him to heal. We have experienced miraculous healing in our family. When our younger son was 3 months old, I noticed he did not startle when there were loud noises. I watched him quietly for 3 days over Thanksgiving … [Read more...]
Make Lattes, Not War
Forgiveness. It seems like a 1,000-pound bench press, a crushing load, impossibly heavy to lift. But forgiveness isn’t a one-time heft above our heads to declare our spiritual duty done. It’s more like a marathon. (Or, for those like me, who shudder at the thought of running a 5K, it’s more like a really, really long-distance stroll—preferably with a coffee in hand.) But whether you … [Read more...]
The Place Where Joy and Grief Meet
When our first grandson was born six months ago, I expected joy, and it was there. I expected to love him at first sight, and I did. I expected to cry tears of happiness, and they came. Every emotion was expected, save one. I never expected to grieve. Even so, grief found me. How Could I Have Known? How could I have known grief would punch me in the gut when our son wheeled the … [Read more...]