God's love

Loving Your Neighbor

Loving Your Neighbor

You may remember that we set out to get to know the people on our street and had an eventful potluck last June. To be honest with you, as life got hectic, days were shorter, and neighbors moved off and on our block, we lost momentum. Here recently we decided that we would have another potluck in February to spread some love outside of our walls and take it to the streets. So I wanted to dedicate this blog post to encouraging you – (yes, you) ...

I'm Gonna Let It Shine

I'm Gonna Let It Shine

I tried to address the questions, “Well, when it’s light outside, it’s harder to see the lights glowing. When it’s dark, we can see them better.” The question-asker ran off, momentarily satisfied, leaving me with my own thoughts – “Is that what it’s like for us as Christians: Can people see our lights shining brighter in the darkness even though they are equally bright in the day time?”

Not As We Were

Not As We Were

I have a quirky little habit of picking up trash when I walk. Along my usual route, I'll inevitably find beer cans, solo cups, cardboard boxes and the occasional tree limb or two. It feels good to scoop them up and clear the sidewalks of our town. Sometimes, I hum a few bars of Montgomery Gentry's "My Town" and think, yea, this is my town and I want to keep it nice.

Hands Up

Hands Up

Take a few seconds to look at the palms of your hands.

You likely noticed one thing above all else: lines. Lots and lots of lines. Some deep, some traceable, some barely noticeable...these pathways serve as unique identifiers for every person. Known as palmar flexion creases, the lines on our palms are actually there so we can open, close, and stretch our hands. Indeed, we are wonderfully made.