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 →
Trap Doors of Fear
Traversing the corridors of my mind can be risky. Simply thinking about this or that, I can tread upon a trap door of fear. Then my footing--my walk by faith--falls away, and I tumble down into the pit of "What ifs?" But the pit is dark fantasy, a bleak unreality. Because never do I find there a Loving Father. Down where the... 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 →
Pieces of Heart and a Moving Truck
My husband and I recently packed up our house for a move. We packed everything we own - dishes and mops, framed photos and clothes, bedding and towels, kid art and toys, the television and the shop vac - everything - into boxes. I kept finding one more forgotten item, "Oh, that needs a box... Continue Reading →
The Fear Is Not God’s Voice
What dreadful scenario has fear lobbed like a hot hand grenade into your heart lately:You will fail;This will end badly;You are alone;God will not come through;You will mess this up?When I feel afraid I try to tell myself something I have learned the hard way: my fear is not God's voice.Because whenever I have caved into... Continue Reading →