A kazillion words are spoken around us every week. We only remember a handful of them. What did you hear this week?
This week, I want to go one step further with what separation means. God is not only separate and distinct, there is nothing like him.
Our daily lives are filled with separations and distinctions. We keep apples separate from bananas, high school students separate from middle school students, and north-bound traffic separate from south-bound traffic….
Five things I heard this week. The phrase “in a dream” appears five times in…
The idea of holy can be a little intimidating. If we misunderstand it, we will give it a bad reputation. As I began to study how God revealed himself as holy in the Bible, I was struck at the order in which it unfolded. He displayed what holy meant long before he said, I, the Lord your God, am holy. (Leviticus 19:2)
It’s easy for us to imagine that the Garden of Eden was all rest and play with no work. Subsequently, our idea of heaven can easily be all cloud-snuggled naps and angel wings. Although there is a promised peace that is coming with Christ’s return and the new heavens and new earth, I don’t believe it will be void of work. We are created in the image of God, and that includes working. He works—he creates, he moves, he watches, he protects, he provides, he works miracles. The psalmist even writes that he does not slumber or sleep (Psalm 121:3-4). He is an active God, and his movement is creative.
One of God’s most beautiful qualities is that he doesn’t change. He remains; he is faithful. If he was once the Creator, then he will always be Creator. Even when his creation messes up and listens to another voice, giving God’s rightful authority to another created thing, God creates still again.
Here are five things I heard this week. What have you heard? This God–his way…
Five things I heard this week. What did you hear? mutatis matandis – with the…
I decided that I would just hang out in Psalms and Proverbs for the month of January. For whatever reason, it’s been so refreshing. Like, if I were Ms. Pac-man, it would be a whole level of just the fruits and power pellets. And, no ghosts!
Anyway… it’s inspired this week’s Friday’s Five
As I recently read this parable, I was struck by the one difference in the list of commonalities between these ten ladies. Oil. Of all the things, oil. It wasn’t enough to be a virgin. It wasn’t enough to be waiting. It wasn’t enough to have lamps. It wasn’t enough to hear the cry of the Bridegroom. It came down to having oil for their lamps. Not only did these five wise maidens have oil for their lamps, they did not give it away. Even further, they instructed the other five maidens to go buy their own oil.
I heard Winter Scott making his own music! Check it out: Waiting by Goings (aka…
I hung this sign (pictured) next to the mirror in my bathroom as a reminder not to torture myself with criticisms or comparisons. At the very least, I start and finish my day at that mirror so it’s fairly important to take some authority over my thoughts in that place. I choose love. Not vain, self-centered love. The kind of love that doesn’t argue with what God made. The kind of love that grows from being rooted in God’s perfect love. The kind of love that sees past the fading and temporary — not only for myself but for others.
Brave Sparrow 