In the Bible the disciples had to climb the mountain to sit with Him. I know the “disciples” represent us: the Body of Christ. I understand that a Christian life is not a solo life. It’s a community. As we fellowship, we worship, pray and encourage each other. I had to climb my mountain by leaving America. I got on a plane to Guatemala, so I could find Jesus and sit with Him and the other disciples. Jesus began to teach us throughout our week long mission trip. Each one of us had different experiences. My experience occurred on the second day of our mission trip. We were visiting the ... Read the Post
Walk with God Now
“Walk with God now, and then for eternity….” these are the words my mom inscribed in a Bible for me as a child. I don’t know where she heard it spoken that way, or if she came up with it on her own. However, the beautiful simplicity and seamless walk of the Believer moving from this life into the next sums up her life beautifully. Since her childhood, and until her passing, her greatest love was always Jesus Christ. I can confidently say she was crazy in love with dad, head-over-heals for her children, and adored her grandchildren beyond belief. In fact, my mom was my best friend, and I ... Read the Post
Working it Out
When I had to buy a new step for the step aerobics I do at home, I noticed there was a new product at the sport’s store: a slanted step. I wondered how the slanted step differed from the flat one, so I figured I would buy it and see. I had a difficult time getting used to the slant. I constantly looked down at my feet to ensure I wasn’t about to fall off. And I was more careful doing the aerobic moves that used to be so easy for me. I felt like I was balancing more, and the full length of my foot never seemed to touch the step. I was always on the balls of my feet! Afterwards, I was ... Read the Post
Dream Lake
The path is steadily upward, well traveled. I walk slowly and purposefully, age causing me to stop frequently. Yet each pause allows time to reflect, rest and marvel in the simple beauty of a lone bluejay, a chipmunk rolling in the dust, a spray of colorful wildflowers growing from a small cleft of a rock. As the elevation rises, the sounds of traffic lower. The crisp mountain air softly blowing on my sun drenched skin. A fragrance of pine sends its soft aroma. Each shadow lends a chill to the air. As I look upward, towering granite sentinels make me feel small in their majestic ... Read the Post
Playing with Dirt
“They’re still playing with dirt.” From the front seat of our truck, I smiled at Chase’s observation about the main entrance of our neighborhood. When we moved into our house a few years ago, the front entrance to our subdivision was mostly woods with a couple of ponds on the south side, while on the north side was a sandy field dotted with pine trees, live oaks, and scrub brush that we affectionately called “the sand pit.” We often ran around the sand pit during our frequent family walks. We were saddened when, last fall, the sand pit was razed, leaving behind a bare, brown expanse now ... Read the Post
The Twine
For a long time, I believed that God was able to show His power tangibly to people but just not to me. I had come to the conclusion that I wasn't on His radar, but I was totally okay with experiencing His power vicariously through others. One day I was taking my 3 small children around our neighborhood for a walk. My 4 and 6 year old were slowly riding their bikes, and I was pulling my 2 year old in a red wagon. I had to be very careful because our neighborhood does not have sidewalks, so we all had to use the street. After about 20 minutes, my older 2 kids starting crying because their ... Read the Post
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