Remember how the preacher in Ecclesiastes declared that everything was vanity? Well, I got thinking recently: what’s the point in spraying my body all over with perfume if after a few minutes I can’t perceive it anymore? Isn't that a vain exercise? It was a funny thought to me, especially after I reminded myself that... Continue Reading →
May we never lose our wonderMay we never lose our wonderWide-eyed and mystifiedMay we be just like a childStaring at the beauty of the King. Just as a child is born with the expectation of growing into a responsible adult, we are born into the Kingdom as spiritual babes, with the expectation that we will... Continue Reading →
Sometimes fear doesn’t show up dramatically, it shows up in small ways. Like hesitation when you’re meant to speak, or overthinking things you used to do freely.
Each time I think about it, I realize that there’s something deeply comforting about the way a father reaches out to catch his child when they’re about to fall.
At first glance, it almost feels wrong to call it “good,” especially when it marks the day Jesus was crucified. But when we truly understand what happened on that hill, when we see the purpose behind the pain, we begin to understand why this day is so deeply sacred.
In Plain Sight 