The psalmist cries out, “The floods have lifted up, O Lord, the floods have lifted up their roaring!” (Psalm 93:3). Can you relate? The psalmist sees and hears floodwaters—cold, massive, and wild—rising above him, ready to swallow and drown him and to sweep away all that he loves. Do you feel or see mighty waves... Continue Reading →
The Father’s Backpack
I’ve been working through an anxiety curriculum with some friends. During one lesson, the speaker—an abrupt, fast-talking woman—hit us with this rhetorical question: “Is there anything you can do about that (that being the thing worrying us)?” She hit us again: “Then why are you worrying about it?” She moved quickly on. But I keep... Continue Reading →
Advent Week Four: Longing for Peace
America is anxious. We spend $2 billion a year on anxiety medications. Almost one in five Americans suffers with a diagnosed anxiety disorder, and that doesn’t mean the other four of the five aren’t anxious. Those of us with diagnosed anxiety represent the overflow of the volcano—our whole culture boils with anxiety, but we can... Continue Reading →
Dark Emotions, Reason, and Kindness
My dear friend lost her husband last month. Another friend wrote to me about her dark thoughts and anxiety because of this man's death. Since then, I have battled my own inexplicable anxiety. Meanwhile, I have been reading Timothy Keller's "Walking With God Through Pain and Suffering." So this morning I am thinking about our dark emotions and praying I can... Continue Reading →
The Hand of the Shepherd
What keeps you awake in the night? Don't you want to know that everything will turn out well tomorrow, next week, next year? I do. But we don't know. So the tense hours of the night drag on. I listened to a talk by John Eldridge from his series, "The Four Streams." He said the Lord... Continue Reading →