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My Will Versus God’s Will
The more I called them, the farther they went from me. Yet it was I . . . who took them in my arms; I drew them . . ....
Learning to Follow
When Peter saw him, he said to Jesus, “Lord, what about him?” Jesus said to him . . . “What concern is it of yours? You follow me.” // John...
Press In
“I am going away and I will come back to you.” // John 14:28 Lord, where are You? I whispered desolately into the darkness. I knew objectively that the Lord...
You Don't Need to Understand
“What I am doing, you do not understand now.” // John 13:7 For so long, I grappled with my season of life. It was a painful season, a seemingly barren...
Our Dignity Given by Him
But if the wicked, turning from the wickedness he has committed, does what is right and just, he shall preserve his life; since he has turned away from all the...
A Deeper Kind of Healing
Is anyone among you sick? He should summon the presbyters of the Church, and they should pray over him and anoint him with oil in the name of the Lord....
Hey, Jealousy
Saul was very angry and resentful of the song, for he thought: “They give David ten thousands, but only thousands to me." . . . From that day on, Saul...
Wanting Too Little
"Mary set out in those days and traveled to the hill country in haste . . . where she entered the house of Zechariah and greeted Elizabeth." // Luke 1:39-40...
Waking Up to Freedom
My eyelids drooped as I scrolled well past bedtime, when suddenly I caught my reflection in the dresser mirror—face sallow in the harsh glow of my phone. I half laughed,...
The Value of an Eternal Soul
My stomach tightened into a hard, sick knot as the news flashed across the screen. Another tragedy of incomprehensible evil. More precious lives lost. Hundreds of souls caught unaware. A...
Victorious Suffering
I opened the fridge and sighed heavily. I had to eat, but the prospect brought me zero joy. I pushed aside the tantalizing items I’d gotten the rest of the...
A Cheerful Giver . . . Always?
I pulled up the calendar to check the kids’ after-school schedule, subconsciously praying, “Please, Jesus, no hockey today . . . or at least let it be at the close...
