I can choose to focus on the dreary or I can look for the sun – even if it’s only a glimpse before the clouds return.
It’s so like us to assume God has gone somewhere else – that God has left us on our own.
We come to Advent with many expectations: expectations of ourselves and others; expectations that our current circumstances can’t live up to.
I haven’t really been feeling very deep lately.
In the depths of depression, my mind must fight against my own mind. I must continually remind myself that God is good; God is near; God loves me.
Routine has never been my thing – until it was.
O that you would tear open the heavens and come down, so that the mountains would quake at your presence—as when fire kindles brushwood and the fire causes water to boil—to […]
Can I know Christ if I am never poor, hungry, wretched or hated?
This post is a sermon from August 2012, a few months after I was diagnosed with depression. The summer series was in the Psalms and focused on different postures of […]
This week in worship, we reflected on Luke 4:31-44. Following are three vignettes of this day in Capernaum. When Jesus was in his hometown Nazareth (Luke 4:1-32), less than a […]