“As it is written, “Jacob I loved, but Esau I hated.” Romans 9:13 He loved Jacob, that wild boy with a heart rather struggling than obedient. But Esau God hated. What was it about Jacob? What was it about Esau? Was it them at all? Which of the two led a life easy and free from… Read More Jacob Have I Loved: Suffering and the Love of God
I’ve lived nowhere for almost one year. At least, that’s what it felt like during the worst moments. We went from a beautiful country home to living in a camper and wintering in a friend’s home, then back to camper living April-today. Yet, truly, I was content even in the worst moments. It was a… Read More 5 Things I Learned About Surrender From Losing My Home
Arizona was a desert place for me, both literally and figuratively. I struggled to see any beauty, and though I did intentionally look for glory, I still hate the drab place. (All due respects to those who enjoy looking at endless miles of scrub brush.)… Read More Moving Beyond Grief: Wonder In The Wilderness (Part One)
The best is yet to come. These words have stayed with me throughout my life, ringing in my ears whenever I think about suffering, especially long suffering. I’ve never really liked the verse about “light momentary affliction.” It seemed like Paul was making fun of our trials, saying that they weren’t really all that bad.… Read More Enduring Long Suffering (In Light Of Eternity)
I am so excited to present the third of four Letters Of Hope. Each Letter is a dose of encouragement from someone who has struggled before. Sara Willoughby reminds us that God is with us in the lonely desert. To the one who feels alone- I don’t know exactly what you’re going through right now,… Read More Alone In The Desert
Jesus’ death shows both the gravity of sin-the Son of God’s death was for atonement-but it also shows the depth of God’s love.
Pondering these things should make us realize that our only worth comes from what God placed upon us.… Read More You Have Worth
Don’t ever stop racing, walking, crawling toward the Light, even when snow blinds or darkness shades your eyes.… Read More Keep Straight (Poem)
Your dry tongue sticks to the roof of your mouth, and the glare of the sun reflecting on the sand makes your eyes glaze. How long have you been stranded here in this wasteland? Deep trials rob us of the ability to see anything beyond this current pain, this endless stream of suffering. It seems… Read More Look Up: The Blue Sky in the Wasteland
“On again, trot and walk and trot, jingle-jingle-jingle, squeak-squeak-squeak, smell of hot horse, smell of hot self, blinding glare, headache. And nothing at all different for mile after mile. Tashbaan would never look any further away. The mountains would never look any nearer. You felt this had been going on for always—jingle-jingle-jingle, squeak-squeak-squeak, smell of… Read More He Satisfies the Languishing