Every week as I work to undergird your certainty that you can understand what God is saying to you— I have to go through exactly the same struggle you do—in order to understand what God is saying to me. No matter how many times we have...
. We are fellow pilgrims upon the way—each of us experiencing it through our own eyes from our unique point of view, bearing in our backpack the private history we bring to be addressed. We journey the way by foot, which takes great effort. But the...
. Construction on our home had begun, and our builder could be counted on to show up at the lot first thing every morning. Checking the clock, knowing that Rick was probably there, I dashed out the door hoping to catch him before he left. Rick...
. He is with us I have been writing day and night, until the muscles in my back have frozen and my mind is numb. Often waking before three in the morning, torrents have streamed my mind, making it impossible to lie in the dark. Slipping from...
. No matter where we are, the Word of God will come to find us, to bring us from where we are to where we are meant-to-be. Even in their mother’s womb the twin brothers struggled, so much so that the pregnant Rebekah prayed, “Why?” The Lord...
In whatever way someone’s life tells the truth, his story belongs to us all—because someplace in our own life that same truth is telling itself as well. He was born about 4,000 years ago, in Ur of the Chaldees. Mesopotamia was flourishing near the apex of...
What lies more impossibly beyond my reach than the thoughts God thinks? And yet, what if He was to bridge the chasm of His unsearchableness to make Himself known? What if He so wanted to bring Himself within my reach—that He chose to come low and...