Humility is perfect quietness of heart. It is to expect nothing, to wonder at nothing that is done to me, to feel nothing done against me. It is to be at rest when nobody praises me, and when I am blamed or despised.
Andrew Murray

Reading Time: 2 minutesIf you are stripped of your hands, you can still walk with your feet. If you are stripped of your ability to walk, you can still speak. If you are stripped of your ability to speak, you can still think. If you are stripped even of memory, reason, or awareness of your faith, you can

Reading Time: 3 minutes“What shall we wrap her in?” I asked my oldest daughter, Joy. “It’s too hot for a fuzzy blanket. Do you have an extra twin sheet in your room?” “Yes, I think so,” she said through tears, our eyes locked. “And it can’t be a fitted sheet. We can’t have that elastic in the edges.

Reading Time: 3 minutesOn a Thursday night, I sit in a circle of fourteen people. The leader creates space for us to practice forgiveness. “Think of a debt someone owed you,” he says. But no thought of anything owed to me comes to mind. I am disinterested in the agenda and eager to meet with my God, so instead

Reading Time: 2 minutesThis morning, I took a little walk in the woods. Often, I listen to music, a book, or a sermon. This morning, as I reached for my phone, I heard God say, “Put that away. Let us walk in silence this morning.” So I did and in doing so, met many friends. First, I met
Humility is perfect quietness of heart. It is to expect nothing, to wonder at nothing that is done to me, to feel nothing done against me. It is to be at rest when nobody praises me, and when I am blamed or despised.
Andrew Murray

Reading Time: < 1 minuteThe frogs are chirpingThe leaders are schemingThe disciples are sleepingChrist is weeping in the garden The chickens are roostingThe leaders are mockingThe disciples are watchingChrist is hanging on a tree The birds are singingThe women are cryingThe disciples are hidingChrist is rising from the dead ***Photo by Johannes Plenio on Unsplash

Reading Time: < 1 minuteGod, I give you this desire. I know not what else to do with it. To meet it in another place is to destroy everything good. To seek it in a place where it doesn’t exist is futile. Keep it buried? Well, I’m good at that with practiced decades. But you know who dug this
I've come to believe, far beyond the more romantic things, love means finding some measure of safety with one another in a world that is less than safe.
Beth Moore

Reading Time: < 1 minuteInspired by meditations on Luke 20:9-19 through Episode 121 of The Christgazing Podcast. *** The tenants of the vineyard hated their landowner For when the owner sent his servant to collect some of the vineyard’s fruit They beat him and threw him out. And the people did not gasp at this. The owner sent a

Reading Time: < 1 minuteFear crawls under my skinDraped in his stealthy black cloakConfidently, he commands, “Be terrified! Don’t move!” Resistance rises within my fleshFully armored head to toe“Don’t stop! Keep moving!” She shouts Peace rallies to my sideWrapped in the royal sashHis presence frightens my enemy Photo by SpaceX on Unsplash I struggle with fear. It’s a battle