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Stocking Up in the Land of Plenty
First published as part of the series, Manna, Quail, and Breast Milk Please read Exodus 16 He humbled you, causing you to hunger and then feeding you with manna, which neither you nor your ancestors had known, to teach you that man does not live on bread alone but on every word that comes from the mouth of the LORD. Your clothes did not wear out and your feet did not swell during these forty years. Know then in your heart that as a man disciplines his son, so the LORD your God disciplines you. Deuteronomy 8:3-5 At first glance, God’s provision for the Israelites in the wilderness is astonishing,…
Two feet in the Promised Land (What a difference a year makes)
Today’s post deserves a soundtrack: A Message from God-of-the-Angel-Armies: “Get a grip on things. Hold tight, you who are listening to what I say through the preaching of the prophets. The Temple of God-of-the-Angel-Armies has been reestablished. The Temple is being rebuilt. We’ve come through a hard time: You worked for a pittance and were lucky to get that; the streets were dangerous; you could never let down your guard; I had turned the world into an armed camp. But things have changed. I’m taking the side of my core of surviving people: Sowing and harvesting will resume, Vines will grow grapes, Gardens will flourish, Dew and rain will make…
Where to begin when you need a Miracle
Eucharisteo always precedes the Miracle. Ann Voskamp Last fall, my cousin and her husband came to stay with us for the weekend. They had been trying for a long time to have a baby, with nothing but heartbreak to show for it. They spoke of doctors and procedures and embarrassing details disclosed to strangers trying to help them . . . and nothing. There we were in a restaurant in Seattle listening, bleeding with them, grasping for answers, explanations, words that may balm what only a surgeon could heal in their broken hearts. You see, she’s not just a cousin. She’s more like a soul sister, more like all of…
The Other Shoe
For Oma Janie and her Pat, whom she and many will miss dearly. It always drops, ya know: that darn other shoe. Just the other night, Jack and I stayed up way too late talking about how hard it is to not live in fear when so many hard things have happened. It’s easy to believe that life is dominated by the drop of that second shoe. It’s easy to believe that happiness is not attainable, peace cannot reside permanently in our hearts. It’s hard to live happily, even when everything is happy. We found a scripture that night that we wrote on our black board at the bottom of…
You’re a Good Mama. Really.
The success of love is in the loving – it is not in the result of loving. Of course it is natural in love to want the best for the other person, but whether it turns out that way or not does not determine the value of what we have done. Mother Teresa I always smirk inside when someone tells me to take care of myself. I know I need to; I know they’re right. And yet, I find the line between taking care of me and taking care of my children to be incredibly fuzzy. Their well being is my well being; their pain is brought double upon my…
