faith

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...]

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...]

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...]

6 Ways to Press Pause When You’re Too Busy

The thump-thump of my heart echoed in my ear, the tightness in my chest only increasing its volume. My peripheral vision blurred a bit as I desperately searched for all the things I thought we might need. I almost didn’t recognize my own shrill and panicked voice as I demanded, “Hurry! Get in the car!” With all the drama, one might think we were rushing out of a burning [Read more...]

God Doesn’t Waste Time

“I wish I were already a grown-up,” my ten-year-old daughter said. “Then I could actually be all the things I want to be.” She looked out the window of the car, her blue eyes longing to see every dream come true. A chef, a mother, a teacher, Commander in Chief. Her vision for the future changes with each turn of the calendar page. She looks ahead at what could be, what will be. As she [Read more...]

The DR Diaries: God is Good Even If… {Day 3}

On the third day, we transitioned from community-based care into the medical setting. Clinics in the DR have a familiar feel. Patients sit at tables, arms stretched out for exercises and modalities. Others lay on mats completing exercise repetitions. The methods the therapists use aren’t exactly what we do in our own clinics. The staff welcomed our input and the patients listened closely [Read more...]

The DR Diaries: A Life-Changing Conversation {Day 2}

I’m sharing my journal from a recent short-term mission trip to Juan Dolio, Dominican Republic. The second day was the most mind-altering and life-changing for me. (Read more from Day 1 here.) Today we went to a village known as “The Dump.” An appropriate name since villagers construct their homes from what they find in the mounds of trash surrounding their village. The road is [Read more...]

Look Up for Your Freedom

Look down! Look down! You’ll always be a slave. Look down! Look down! You’re standing in your grave! The opening lines from Les Miserables remind me of the days leading up to my grown-up decision to follow Jesus. You see, I asked Jesus into my heart in elementary school. I was a good girl, seeking to know all the rules so I could follow them. And then, life took a turn. I lived like a [Read more...]

The Powerful Connection between Pain and Hope

As an Occupational Therapist, I deal with other people’s pain daily. As soon as the introductions are over, I ask about pain levels. “Do you hurt anywhere? On a scale of one-to-ten, how much pain are you in? Describe your pain.” Most people I encounter are in some kind of pain, so much so that I sometimes become numb to pain. When chronic pain hits someone you love, it is both heartbreaking [Read more...]