It’s all about the mysterious work of time.

It’s all about the mysterious work of time.

Time works hard. 15 years ago I heard the expression “all in God’s time,” and as a confirmed control freak, I was quite intrigued with this mystery. I was painstakingly seeking the truth of God, flip-flopping around the structures of religion and new age fads, so the notion of “God’s timing” as something beyond my control was new. I remember the concept striking an un-played chord of … relief. He’s bigger. He is real. But, alas, in those days, I continued to fuel my comfort with the belief that I was running the show. Today, after many textured and refining seasons, I am certain beyond doubt that it’s all about time.  And each season is ours to grasp and secure as a stepping-stone – no, a walking stick – to take with us into the...

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When a marriage gets moved into new digs.

When a marriage gets moved into new digs.

How can a heart soar and cringe all at the same time? As a mom of a wide range of kids, I should know this sensation all too well by now. For Pete’s sake, my 21 year old recently sent a photograph of his body practically dangling over the far edge of a cliff along the Oregon coast. Rude and heartless. Tonight as 8-year-old Jack gave us a thumbs-up and sailed away amidst the crowd on his razor scooter, I fully wanted to be Elastigirl and reach out to snatch him back to within my comfort zone. The crowd was getting thick, folks gathering for the concert in the park on a breezy Sunday evening in our new village in Southern California. All at once in my head: “where am I” and “this rocks.” How can I force my heart to be calm and easy as he whisks away,...

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All of us in the middle, with a chasm between.

All of us in the middle, with a chasm between.

We’re now in the middle of our move. Half of us are here in Southern California and half of us are still back in Michigan. The half of us living in LA is hanging out in a Residence Inn and managing lots of new-life, people who don’t know us, or no people at all. The two of us still in Michigan are dealing with packing and wrapping up and really hard hours of saying stretched-out good-byes. Somehow we all wish we were on the other side; the other side of this really hard transition. Leaving worlds we enjoyed, learning to leap, reaching out, and trying out for teams. One day we’re discouraged and the next, we’re pointed toward hope and amazing joy.  In all the trying outs there have been great discoveries and there have also been jabs of disappointment. We...

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Miracle Spotting

Miracle Spotting

Exactly as we need. When we need it. No more, no less. Not always what we want, but just what we need. Not always when we can see or understand it. But the longer we live in this light, the more we can see it more clearly. Or at least know it’s there somewhere!  Seeing the miracle in the fleeting moment, or in the painful trials, helps us rest in comfort on the inside.  Even if there’s anxiety careening around the nerve endings or worry in our brain, if we really make the effort, we can calm our heart with a little exercise in Miracle Spotting. Look for it. Sometimes when we spot one, we suddenly realize there have been a few.  And then…look! … a long string. It might be in the course of a day or over a decade. One builds to the other. I know that...

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Now That’s Worship

Now That’s Worship

SUNDAY MORNING JULY 1, 2012 I thought we’d know by now. I expected to have more clarity, to have finished more, to have a better understanding of the next step. For it is in this hope that we are saved. But hope that is seen is no hope at all. Who hopes for what he already has? But if we hope for what we do not yet have, we wait for it patiently.* Ahhh yes.  Patiently.  It seems that we are always waiting for something, right? Waiting for an answer, waiting for our worry or pain to go away, waiting for our kids to listen (ha), waiting for our friend to heal, waiting for something better to happen that gives us an easier path. Today, I choose to make my anticipation be my worship.  I release the desire for a certain outcome, and focus my desire on...

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