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 J Monster
Search me, God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts. See if there is any offensive way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting. Psalm 139:23-24 I am always surprised when the J monster slithers under the back door of my heart. One moment I am enjoying a friendship, and the next my heart tightens and races as if it has been poisoned. I feel the beast climbing up my throat, threatening to choke out our conversation. I shake my head, trying to shake loose of its grip. I leave the moment in a fog, asking myself, Where did that come from? But once…
