Let love transform my soul-sight
He sits in the dirt on the side of the old road, his clothes stained red from the dust of many a passing crowd. His eyes reflect a deep lostness, an empty void, a tiredness and despair. Something is different about these eyes. As he stares blankly into the distance, the chatter of people in […]
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Tonight dawns early; dusk reaches down kissing the horizon hidden behind steep mountain slopes. I lie in bed, the gentle summer breeze sweeping over my soul. The Chilean summer slowly retreats, sunset colors glowing earlier through the trees. My chest rises and falls in rhythm with nature’s lullaby—deep breaths of February breeze flowing through my […]
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It’s easy to paint pictures in my mind, to envy picture-perfect, to compare myself with other people’s pictures painted perfect It’s easy to let pain paint pictures in my mind, to tell a story dark and cold, to take comfort in the hurt, accept the ache as an antidote to anxiety deep It’s easy to […]
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Perfectionism: a disposition to feel that anything less than perfect is unacceptable. • Perfect—it’s a seven-letter word that sounds good, seems admirable, suggests peace. It seems like a noble ambition. To be something good and to want something good is admirable, but if I’m going to be honest, it doesn’t take long to realize that […]
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Darkness settles; daylight dissipates—spreads thin—into night. I’m feeling spread thin myself, like a piece of glass melting in a furnace, dangerously fragile and thin. Its literally been days since I dragged myself out of the deep and demeaning abyss of darkness and now, here I am again—fighting. Fighting the familiar lies that label me failure, […]
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There’s something about knowing you are worthy that whispers hope into darkness. Most people’s definition of worthiness is simply that we are not worthy. Not worthy of love, of hope, of life. Not worthy of good things, of help, of joy. And believing that one might be worthy seems like heresy. However, I am going […]
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High desert storms—grey skies, cold winds, red dust everywhere. With the rainy season long past, it’s no longer necessary to roll up towels under the door to soak up the torrent of rain leaking in. It’s now about somehow sealing off the rush of freezing air pouring through the swamp cooler. And the dust? There’s […]
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Evening slowly settles; the misty moon climbs up and over the horizon shining bolder and brighter as it rises into a cloudless sky. It’s silvery light casts deep shadows on the sleeping, silent city. In the early darkness, the soft shuffling of feet breaks the midnight spell as together, Jesus and His disciples approach the garden […]
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It’s been a long while since I dared to pick up the pen and let the ink run. This season has been one of heavy silence—one where the words come slow, where words, most days, simply can’t be found. It’s been a time of earnest fighting to hold onto the last shreds of hope. Days […]
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Grey skies leak and soak into the thirsty, red soil of the desert mesa. My thoughts circulate and spin. On this drizzly Sunday afternoon in the high deserts of Arizona, I ponder what He’s been whispering to me these recent weeks and months. I’ve been traveling this winding path called life. It’s taken me through […]
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