For over three years, I’ve been walking on a broken foot. Every step towards something or away from something was taken on a foot that wasn’t healed. Because I didn’t know it was broken, I walked on it anyway. Often times, my foot would was sore and swollen. My podiatrist assured me I was fine,Continue reading “In the Stretching Moments”
Yet God, like Anna, sees us scared and alone building castles of isolation. We tell Him that we don’t need Him. We sing songs of independence. We look beautiful on the outside.
On the inside, our hearts are slowly freezing us to spiritual death.
Today I broke down and bought “A Charlie Brown Christmas” on DVD. It seems ludicrous to spend $10 on a cartoon that only 25 minutes long. But it’s not just about the cartoon; it is about reviving vivid childhood memories that flood over me while watching Charlie Brown and his sad little tree. When IContinue reading “The Gifts We Keep”
“God, I’m in the place again/I’m trying so hard not to fall/But everything keeps coming down with the rain.”–Everyday Sunday I’ve always appreciated melancholy songs. There’s something about the toned down, raw nature of a rock band that grips my heart and makes me pay attention, like KISS’s “Beth” or Five Iron Frenzy’s “Every NewContinue reading “Broken and Not So Broken”