In my wilderness, as in the Hebrew Exodus, manna appeared in the morning, a pillar of cloud rose up to shade me in the sweltering afternoon desert sun, and a pillar of fire warmed me and lighted my way through the darkness of night. Literally “manna” means, “What is this?” The first manna recipients wondered …
The Will To Hope
In the dark I began to realize that Jesus was nearby, furiously digging through the rubble of my caved-in life, slaughtering my adversaries. It seemed that as I worshipped he poured his refreshing Spirit into my darkness and gave me the will to hope for a better day. God hides, and is found, precisely in …
Hope, a Revolutionary Patience
Hope is a revolutionary patience… Hope begins in the dark, knowing that the dawn will come. Anne Lamott No clock or calendar can tell whether we’re at the beginning, the middle, or near the end of any bleak experience. Unlike the obsidian darkness, which arrived all at once, after six months or so the light …
Joy Makes a Comeback!
Joy was like a distant relative I hadn’t seen since childhood. People who live in the extreme hemispheres don’t see the sun for so long that they forget its warmth and illuminating power. I remembered the term but couldn’t quite recall how joy felt. . . Like a friend tossing pebbles at your window from …
Permission to Feel
Tamara has suffered since birth, having had dozens of surgeries with varying degrees of torture, but with very limited success. Like the guy on those anti-smoking commercials, this precious teenager has to plug the hole in her throat with her finger in order to speak. Like many young sufferers I’ve met, she has an incredibly …