Purging the Leaven

Search me, O God, and know my heart! Try me and know my thoughts! And see if there be any wicked way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting! ~ Psalm 139:23-24 Passover is a mere four days away and it’s got me thinking. Certainly, it ought to.   While I move through the house searching – the freezer, the refrigerator, the pantry – attempting to rid it of leaven, I come to a daunting...

Tumbling Over a Waterfall

Trust in Yahweh forever, for Yahweh Elohim is an everlasting rock. ~ Isaiah 26:4   A few years ago, my husband wanted to kayak down the river. Now I want to divulge a fact few people know: I am not a thrill seeker. White water rafting is not something I do. Kayaking smooth water, however, is perfectly acceptable. I suggested the lake. He assured me it would be fine and that the water would be smooth....

48 Things… a birthday gratitude list

“Be grateful for everyday you don’t wake up dead and the morning you do, be grateful you were right with Jesus.” ~ Mary Brock a rainy day; the promise of snow; fuzzy socks; candles burning; my dog’s cold nose birthday cake for breakfast; quiet mornings; dark roasted coffee; hot cocoa; sleeping in heirloom gifts from Mom; memories not fading; new traditions birthing the smell of oak; a...

The Monster called Arrogance

A fool takes no pleasure in understanding, but only in expressing his opinion. ~ Proverbs 18:2 Rarely a day goes by that I do not see it – a calling out of someone publicly. The topics vary, yet the reasons remain unwavering: the need to be right and be praised for it. Unknown fingers fly across keyboards, faces hidden, motives clear: humiliate whoever disagrees with your stance. What ought to be a...

The Origin of Our Convictions: 4. On Living with Original Intent

Vindicate the weak and fatherless; Do justice to the afflicted and destitute. ~ Psalm 82:3 If someone had told me I would have become a vegan within my lifetime, I would have laughed at them. The only knowledge I had of vegans was PETA, who appeared to be terroristic lunatics, and my husband’s boss, who was an elitist snob. Neither of whom I desired to associate myself with. It was at a time when PETA was...

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