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This Day, This Breath: Be Where Your Feet Are

Some days it feels like our bodies are in one place, but our minds are scattered across a thousand others. The phone pings, the to-do list lengthens, yesterday’s conversation replays, and tomorrow’s worries walk in uninvited. Our feet may be in the kitchen, at the desk, in the car—but our thoughts are far away, tangled…
The Mind Stayed on God: Walking with Him Through Anxiety and Depression

Some nights the mind feels like a storm you can’t turn off. You lie there in the dark, and everything is quiet except your thoughts. They race in circles, rehearse old conversations, predict disasters that haven’t happened, magnify aches you can’t quite name. The body is tired, but the heart is restless. Maybe you know…
Ask for Rain in the Time of the Latter Rain

Scripture Focus: Zechariah 10:1 “Ask ye of the LORD rain in the time of the latter rain; so the LORD shall make bright clouds, and give them showers of rain, to every one grass in the field”. “Latter rain” in Scripture grows out of the Bible’s agricultural metaphor of “early” and “latter” rains—the first to…
From Stone to Heart: Understanding the Two Covenants

Scripture Focus: Jeremiah 31:33 “I will put my law in their inward parts, and write it in their hearts”. Scripture does not present the “two covenants” as two different standards of righteousness—one strict and one lenient—but as two different ways people relate to the same unchanging law of God. “The works of his hands are…
The Ground Beneath His Gaze

O Lord, look deep beneath the leaves, Far past what eyes can see— Turn over every hidden stone And sift the dust of me. For soil shifts slow with passing days, As hearts grow hard from strife and care; The thorns creep in without a sound, And roots grow dull to prayer. Break up the…
Soil That Listens

Some evenings, when the house settles and the last light dips behind the trees, I find myself circling back to one of Jesus’ simplest stories. It’s so familiar we almost skim it—seeds scattered, soil responding, harvests rising or failing. But the more I linger over it, the more I realize: nothing about this parable is…
The Quiet Architecture of Thought

“For to be carnally minded is death; but to be spiritually minded is life and peace.” (Romans 8:6) Have you ever watched your own thoughts working, like little carpenters measuring and framing the house you live in? It’s a strange exercise—thinking about your thinking—but it matters, because nothing in life slips past the front desk…
At the Foot of the Hill Called Calvary

The night was soft with olive leaves,the lamps burned low and thin;And sorrow pressed upon His browlike thorns yet to begin. The broken bread, the crimson cup—we held them in our hands,Not knowing Love was tracing outHis final, holy plans. In Gethsemane the shadows fell,the world grew still with dread;The very ground beneath His kneesknew…
Beholding the Lamb

The room was dim, lit by the gentle flicker of oil lamps. Shadows swayed on the walls as the flames moved, soft gold against rough plaster. The smell of unleavened bread floated warm in the air, mingling with roasted lamb, bitter herbs, and the faint tang of wine. Around the low table, the disciples reclined,…
Broken Chains

When I picture the story of the “most lost man in the Bible,” it doesn’t begin in a graveyard. It begins in a storm. Jesus and His disciples were crossing the Sea of Galilee when a violent squall exploded over them. Seasoned fishermen—men who had grown up on that water—were sure they were going to…