where my heart and His Story collide
Driving leisurely up the New England coast, windows down, left arm stretched out with my hand swimming in the chilly wind like a dolphin catching waves. Rest just seems to surround us on every side. Same with views that beckon, enticing us to pull over and wander and breathe in all the new and only… Continue reading To Be Continued…
There’s a reason this blog has the tag line, "where my heart and His Story collide". That reason is because it often does. Collide, I mean... my heart and His Story. Not His fault, of course. Always mine. But, because it does, I get stuck. I get stuck in His Story because I’m forever trying… Continue reading The Hurry Up and Wait
Darkness threatens a heart to fear. Yet your voice, it calls out; Can I give an ear? Though this looks so overwhelming; Too much; No use. This life seems too broken; Closed up; So bruised. My heart and my flesh may fail; My strength, give way. I need to know the Peace You promise this… Continue reading Peace, Like a River
So, I’ve been thinking a lot about trusting God lately. (Or, maybe more like how I don’t always.) Thinking about believing Him and His promises even when my story doesn’t seem to be heading in the direction I’d prefer it head in. About believing He is good when my story doesn’t look all that good… Continue reading He is Good
Y’all… can we talk about the Author of our story. Because, I just have a strong need to sit right at His feet and stare right into His face and hang right on His every Word… Right. About. Now. Jesus. There is no other name under heaven and earth by which man can be saved.… Continue reading Jesus and The Cross
Redeemed Ruth 