Disciple

Don’t Miss the Flight

Airports offer excellent people-watching opportunities. While waiting to board a plane, I heard a small voice behind me repeating, “Daddy! I don’t want to miss the flight!” I could hear the anxiety in the boy’s voice as he ran to the window to observe the activity on the tarmac. His dark eyes searched for a way to get out to the waiting plane. His eyebrows tried to meet in the middle, [Read more...]

How to Pray with Childlike Faith

“Don’t worry about anything, but in everything, through prayer and petition with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God.” (Philippians 4:6 HCSB) My three-year-old son’s bedtime routine is the same every night–take a bath, brush teeth, read a book and a Bible story, and pray. I usually say the prayer and let him add prayer requests and his own list of things he is thankful [Read more...]

You Are Priceless

We protect what costs us the most. Consider a great piece of art like the Italian painter Caravaggio’s Conversion of Saint Paul. In this oil painting, light bursts through chaotic darkness and rests on a blinded Saul. It’s valued as high as $100 million and kept safely in a private collection. Jackson Pollock’s Number 5, an abstract with brown and yellow drips across a background of grays [Read more...]

The Progression from Play Date to Besties

In the normal rhythms of my day, I meet many women. I have at least one thing in common with most of them. If we meet at work, we share a professional background. Meeting at church means we have faith in common. Playground friendships grow from the mutuality of motherhood. In all the meeting and greeting, how does one go from acquaintance to best friend? I recently experienced this transition [Read more...]

Created for Home

“I have long wondered if home is the place from which we come or the place we are headed.” ~Christie Purifoy Ten years ago, my husband and I packed our belongings into a moving truck and headed home. With my two small children peeking at me through the rearview mirror, I had a settledness in my soul. I drove the familiar, tree-lined highway back to the mountain where I was raised with plans [Read more...]

Do You Need a Makeover?

Special occasions often call for new clothes. My closet is stocked with well-worn favorites, but because I’m not very good at fashion and I don’t love shopping, most of them aren’t what you’d consider on the cutting edge of fashion. My teenager is fond of telling me when I’ve crossed the line into the “no one is wearing that anymore” zone. So when I received an invitation to a book [Read more...]

The Positive Impact of Table Mentoring

Table mentoring: to advise and counsel another in an intimate setting, such as around a table; discipleship over brownies. My first experience with table mentoring began around a 1970’s style dining room table. A couple invited my husband and me over for dinner. One night of chicken casserole turned into years of shared dinners, chicken nugget lunches with the kids, and late night talks [Read more...]

How to Find Hope in the Remembering

Some of my most valuable possessions are in a plastic box with a snap top. It sits on a shelf in my garage surrounded by Christmas decorations, out-of-season clothes, and old VHS tapes. As I prepared to clean out the garage last week, I pulled my treasure chest off the shelf. Because it’s stuffed full, the top opened with a pop. There, tumbling out, came three-ring binders, spiral notebooks, [Read more...]

6 Prayers When You Can’t See the Road Ahead

I learned how to drive on the backroads of a small mountain town. Some of the roads were sophisticated with painted lines. Others were the simple tar-and-gravel variety with loose rocks and vague boundaries. The curves were sharp and the shoulders narrow. Wild animals crept from the boundaries of the woods, and the domesticated variety broke free from their fences. I remember rounding a curve [Read more...]

If Only I Could Feel the Pain

I am pleased to join The Glorious Table’s series on holiness. Because of grace, we often miss the pain of sin. What if we could feel the pain it caused? I don’t think about my ring-finger toe much anymore. The pinky toe guards it, so it doesn’t get rubbed by too-tight shoes. Tucked safely away from the oft-stubbed big toe, it’s spared from my clumsy steps. But one season I thought of [Read more...]