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Something Stinks
Surely we’ve all been here. The moment you open the refrigerator door and realize something’s off. The smell is a faint hint of decomposing. A signal that something has remained long past its freshness date.
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Peace — No Matter What
When your old stomping ground reveals new truth that peace doesn’t come by knowing what’s ahead. It comes through the courage to trust no matter what comes.
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Room for one King
Our pastor tells the story of wisemen following the star to worship the newborn King. He compares it to Herod, the one seeking to kill anyone who threatens his position even if it is a tiny babe. Then he asks, “Are you seeking like the wisemen… or Herod?”
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A full circle word for the new year
Most years during the waiting of Advent I quietly pray, Lord… is there one word for the new year? Sometimes it feels like a loaded question. A harbinger of what the new year has in store for me.
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More Light
Because it’s not over yet. A day is coming when Light will shut out all darkness. A day with no more tears… no more pain… no more fear. So I wait. However long it takes. For the One who began this work To bring it to completion.
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Slowing Down to Make Room for Peace
Still I wonder, what would Jesus say if I asked, “How would you have the whole world celebrate your birthday?”
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Ordinary Presence
Practicing being present is not for the faint of heart. It takes time, risk, turning off the idols of distraction. It requires something different than the world has to offer. There’s no producing, no checking off boxes, most often it feels like doing nothing at all. Everything seems so… ordinary. I think that’s the point.
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Get Used to Different
Different. It means totally unlike in nature, form, or quality. I’m not sure how you get used to the things totally unlike what you’ve experienced or known. How does one get comfortable with that?
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Choosing Unexpected Faith
Funny how we practiced fire drills when our kids were little never expecting to have to actually escape a burning home for real. In a flash we found ourselves living in a loved one’s home and attempting to process the loss. The daunting question constantly circling around, “What do we do now?”
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Learning Discomfort is Okay
Just yesterday our pastor asked, “Do you find it ironic Adam and Eve attempted to hide the discomfort of their nakedness with itchy, uncomfortable fig leaves?” It’s more than ironic, it’s a picture of our broken condition. Attempting to run or hide from the uncomfortable in things that only bring more discomfort.
