A dirty ministry

I was privileged to have been recently invited by an industrious and creative friend to take part in her garden ministry. An emergence of love rooted in dirty ground. A service of sacrifice stemming from a seed. Sharing time with hands of all sizes. Harvesting vegetables. Filling bags with nourishment. Satisfying the empty. Brown bags brimming with leafy green.  Swelling with life. … Continue reading A dirty ministry


When the time comes

I finally replaced the batteries in our clock last week.   Time was standing still at 11:45. My little man, who has daily deadlines for his home school work, enjoyed the hands of time remaining motionless.  And, for me, it was satisfying to finally beat the clock. But, our fantasy world of crossing the finish line first in… Continue reading When the time comes


Wherever you are, be all there

As I put the final touches on my trip preparation, I am faced with all sorts of uncertainties.  At the last minute, my boys have some issues which need a mother's touch.  And I want it to be my touch. This hasn't taken God by surprise.  And it's another opportunity for me to fully trust Him. I… Continue reading Wherever you are, be all there


Guatemalan Gift of Grace

I wrestle with grace.  I resist the acceptance of something freely given.  My chief obstacle in swallowing grace is myself.  Pride.  The need for control.  The desire for the credit.  Do I hear an "amen"? In Greek, "grace" is translated Charis.  Charis means favor, goodwill and gift.    Undeserved favor comes to mind when I consider grace.  Charis also involves joy, gladness and the giving… Continue reading Guatemalan Gift of Grace

Faith, Family

Following Him

As Jesus was walking along the Sea of Galilee, He saw two brothers, Simon, who was called Peter, and his brother Andrew.  They were casting a net into the sea, since they were fishermen.  "Follow Me," He told them, "and I will make you fishers of men!"  Immediately they left their nets and followed Him.  (Matthew… Continue reading Following Him