I'm not very happy with my new glasses. I guess, technically, they're not exactly new anymore, because I've had them for at least six months. Sadly, I'm still getting used to them, and it seems that I'm not seeing as well as I did with my old glasses. For someone who reads as much as… Continue reading Hope for the Days When Your Faith is Blurry
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Do You Know What Your Heart Is Hoping For?
Two of my grandchildren live in a house with a big picture window looking out over the driveway. They are known for setting up operations there in the window whenever they get wind of an upcoming visit from Bam and Bamp. Of course, having no concept of time, they might start looking for us right… Continue reading Do You Know What Your Heart Is Hoping For?
When You Are Wondering if Spring Will Ever Come
Waiting for spring, hanging off the northeast end of the U.S. mainland, itโs a challenge to get into an Easter frame of mind. The dark is still holding sway over the light, and resurrection-thinking requires a muscular faith. Although the calendar tells me that spring will come, this hope in a future date can seem like a… Continue reading When You Are Wondering if Spring Will Ever Come
Rest for the Weary and Hope for a New Season
Every spring, property owners here in Maine cede our rights over to the blackfly population. With their serrated jaws and overwhelming numbers, they swarm by the hundreds, drawn by breath and body heat. I've seen them drive even the most determined souls back into the safety of home. When my four sons were all small… Continue reading Rest for the Weary and Hope for a New Season
What Do I Learn About God from Easter?
Jesus is risen!He is risen, indeed!And, today, as we affirm that glorious truth with our sunrise breakfasts and Easter lilies, with our celebratory singing and ham dinners, we're coming close to the heartbeat of God. For most of us, it will be a busy day, so let's fortify ourselves with truth strong enough to carry… Continue reading What Do I Learn About God from Easter?
On What Are You Basing Your Value, Your Hope, and Your Being?
One of the best features of the church I call home is the perpetually shifting hats I get to wear. Recently, the flu sidelined several of our families, effectively gutting the Sunday school. I teach the ladies, and since the mums were all home with their sick kids, I got to teach the only healthy… Continue reading On What Are You Basing Your Value, Your Hope, and Your Being?
How to Persevere in Hope When the Outcome is Uncertain๏ฟผ
We sat in silent disbelief, neither of us knowing what to say. When my husbandโs job was eliminated without warning, the news landed like a tidal wave: completely unexpected and comprehensively devastating. Then, as the wave receded, applications, interviews, and the thin hope that accompanies waiting seemed to set the agenda for our familyโs unknown… Continue reading How to Persevere in Hope When the Outcome is Uncertain๏ฟผ
The Whispered Hope of Easter: A Promise of Eternal Spring
Hanging off the northeast end of the U.S. mainland, waiting for evidence that spring has, indeed, arrived, itโs a challenge to get into an Easter frame of mind. The dark is still holding sway over the light, and resurrection-thinking requires a muscular faith. Pressing into a Truth that challenges me to fathom the unfathomable, I… Continue reading The Whispered Hope of Easter: A Promise of Eternal Spring
The Peril of Hoping in Hope and the Solid Joy of a Better Hope
Hope has become one of those words that might show up on a couch pillow or stenciled onto a wall hanging. Weโve domesticated the word, taming it until itโs become a floating, sentimental abstraction: "Faith, hope, and love... now you may kiss the bride." The truth is that hope is our lifeline, but we do… Continue reading The Peril of Hoping in Hope and the Solid Joy of a Better Hope
What Does Hope Look Like? (Meditations Over a Stained T-Shirt)
โHey, do you think you can get this stain out, Mum?โ He handed me his T-shirt, still warm from his body, and I assured him that boiling water would make short work of blueberry juice on cotton. As the kettle boiled and the water poured and the steam rose from the kitchen sink, I thought… Continue reading What Does Hope Look Like? (Meditations Over a Stained T-Shirt)









