There are times when I read this passage and react with the same indignity of the ten other disciples.
There are times when I read this passage and react with the same indignity of the ten other disciples.
Have you ever watched a newborn calf or a fawn playing in a field? Or puppies rolling around and chasing each other?
This is one of those passages in Scripture that is both frightening and exciting all at the same time. No wonder visits from God’s angels always begin with some form of “Fear Not” or “Don’t be afraid.”
When I was about 16, my folks acquired some acreage in the country. There was a spring fed creek which ran through the property.
I don’t envy the prophet Nathan or his job one bit. Nathan is the one who confronted David about Bathsheba and now he comes with bad news for the King who has his heart set on building God a permanent house.
When I was a little girl jumping rope, we sang songs that unknowingly spoke of our economic struggles. Each jump was punctuated by the songs we sang, “Brenda, Brenda, here she comes, trying to make a dollar out of fifteen cents. She missed, she missed, she missed like this,” and we’d exit the rope.
I often feel my mom missed many important moments—my college graduations, wedding, and first home purchase.
Seasons are one of God’s beautiful reminders that change is inevitable and purposeful.
As I reflect on Mary’s Magnificat, I am reminded of the countless doors God has opened and closed in my life—some influenced by my own imagination, others guided by God’s perfect will.
Many years ago a wise teacher invited me to select a “Biblical mentor” to read their story to find guidance for my own spiritual path.