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May Peace Rise

An hour and a half. One of my African American friends took an unexpected, unplanned hour and a half of his time, with my full attention, to explain why he has been putting together protests. A few days—that's how long…

He Will Be Back

I am 10 years old, maybe. I am pulling at my t-shirt and trying not to cry. I remember that my throat feels like cotton and my stomach roils like grief. Like loss. I can sense sadness in my mom,…

What are you searching for?

What are you searching for? Toilet paper? Hand sanitizer? Chicken? The scarcity of these staples has caused many of us to go on “wild goose chases,” driving from store to store or asking neighbors and friends where they found these…

Do I Treasure Christ?

Are we missing it—the point of our isolation? I started off this period of social distancing wanting to do “all the things.” In my mind, it sounded feasible—responsible, even—to set a new routine, make time for passion projects, clean out…

A Prayer for the Women of SBCV

This coming Thursday is the National Day of Prayer. In light of that, this post is dedicated as a prayer for you, the women of the SBC of Virginia, based upon Ephesians 1:15-23. Our Great God and Heavenly Father, We…

Consider the Lilies of the Field

In the quiet nook of my prayer garden, grandpa’s resurrection lily stands at the center, but throughout the small plot are about a dozen varieties of lilies and a small bird feeder for the sparrows. Last week I wrote of…

If I Had Only Known

Walking through the familiar halls of my home this evening, I was struck with recent memories of gatherings that had taken place just about a month ago. I pictured the events as if I were currently there in the room,…

Changing My Perspective

The other day my husband and I were driving on one of the many bridge-tunnels in our area. Living in Coastal Virginia, we have a great many bridges, tunnels, and a few combinations of both. We really enjoy spotting different…

Joy!!

Isaiah 9:1-6 On the eve, of the eve of the eve, of Christmas, I feel like a marathoner stumbling toward the finish line - at mile 20. I don’t know how many years I’ve felt this way, but it’s been…

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