Remembering as a Spiritual Practice
Sam’s second heart attack tossed us into the wild seas of the unknown. In the early days of recovery, we were given a time away at a sprawling retreat center, and there the hosts asked us to tell the story of our calling when we first knew we would uproot our young family and move […]
Remembering God’s Purpose + Homemade Crescent Rolls
At our organization’s last conference, the main speaker brought loads of truth with the theme “Remember.” I’ve kept some of his thoughts rolling through my head for the past six months, letting them sink in as I learn how to keep moving forward while occasionally looking back to remember all God has accomplished. As I […]
Live Your Change Inside The Unchanging One
I moved cross-culturally for the first time 16 years ago. I was terrified. I had never been to the university I was going to go to; I had never even been to the state it was in. I didn’t know the family I was going to live with. I remember bawling at a party, telling […]
Just Know He Remembers Too
There are times that I get tired of trying to remember. Remember to pack this. Remember to bring that. Remember to call so and so. Remember to email this church or that supporter. Remember to fill the water filter. Remember to pull in the laundry. Remember. Remember. Remember. Even in our faith, we find so […]
This Week’s Theme: Remember
Maybe you’ve been trying awfully hard to forget. The pain, the tragedy, the betrayal. Maybe you’ve been grasping for God’s promises when hope feels impossibly far away. This week we are offering a gentle invitation to remember. Who you are. Whose you are. What brought you to where you are today. May these memories, the […]
Remember Me
Remember Me. When you break the bread and drink the wine, remember Me. Remember I became flesh and dwelt among you. I filled My lungs with Earth’s air. I watched the sun that I breathed into existence rise over mountains My fingers carved. My blistered soles walked the worn paths of man. Remember Me. I […]
A Reason to Remember
Some years I just wanted to skip over Easter. Some days I’m just worn down and brought to a point in which I want to throw in the towel. I think, It’d be easier not to celebrate; I could view it simply as a day to give the kids chocolate eggs in plastic baskets. The […]
Remember When
My dream is dead. “And a Happy Easter to you!” you would reply. I can’t pinpoint when it happened exactly, but the slow decline of its vibrancy has placed it on life support for too long. And I am the one doctor remaining in the operating room who refuses to admit it’s over, while everyone […]
Bleeding for Dust Like Us
I worked at a Christian summer camp when I was a teenager. We attended Hymn Sing every morning, and at the end of every Hymn Sing we wandered off to our Bible classes while singing these words from Fanny Crosby: “Tell me the story of Jesus, write on my heart every word. Tell me the […]