Reach for the Rock

Reach for the Rock

2 Samuel 22:1–7
“…my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge” (2 Sa 22:3).

“I must be crazy,” cycled through my mind as I climbed onto the ledge. I thought, I don’t know if I want to do this! However, moments later—after mustering a smidgen of courage with a heaping dose of insanity—I leapt from the rock into the frigid waters below. Continue reading

Giving It Over

Giving It Over

Genesis 22:1–18
“Now I know that you fear God, because you have not withheld from me your son, your only son” (Ge 22:12).

I’d love to have been a fly on Abraham’s tent when God essentially said, “Give over your son.” Imagine God asking you to sacrifice your flesh and blood. How inconceivable that sounds. Continue reading

Dancing Stars

Dancing Stars

Joshua 10:12–14
“There has never been a day like it before or since, a day when the LORD listened to a man” (Jos 10:14).

Our daughter had been at camp for several days.  We picked her up and dashed to the store on the way home.  I’ll never forget her vibrancy as we walked along the store’s drab aisles.  Seemingly, from nowhere, she blurted:

“I was all alone on a hillside, looking at the night’s sky.  Then I heard that still, small voice say, “What can I do for you my child.”

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Helping Hand

Helping Hand

Acts 3:1-10.
“Taking him by the right hand, he helped him up, and instantly the man’s feet and ankles became strong” (Ac 3:7).

Knock! Knock! Before we could rise, the door opened. A young man walked in—a weary traveler looking to get down the road. His clothes were scraggly, his hands filthy, and he smelled as if he hadn’t bathed for days.

A young twenty-something, he explained how is car clunked-out about a mile down the road. All he needed was a little bit of gas. The look on his face spoke volumes, “I wonder if these people will help? This is a church after all.” Continue reading

Heavenly BFF

Heavenly BFF

Exodus 33:11
“The LORD would speak to Moses face to face, as a man speaks with his friend” (Ex 33:11, NIV)

Peter and Michael—they were my BFF’s growing up, long before the acronym existed. As a trifecta of trouble, we did everything together. Our friendship was strong because it was in-person, intentional, and reciprocal. Continue reading