The story is told of a beautiful stained glass window which graced a cathedral. Visitors came from all around to gaze upon the splendor of this work of art. That is, until a violent storm forced in the window and it crashed to the ground, shattering into hundreds of pieces. The shards were collected in […]
Hardening of the Hearteries
It’s been a while since the last installment of “what’s clogging up your wellspring?” (See Deflective Hearts post). For some reason, it feels like it’s time for another one. “Oh, goody,” you say. In this holiday season of making merry and eating even more merrily, some things continue grinding on in the background. You’re familiar with […]
The Art of the Apothecary
There is a blending of the natural and the spiritual going on in my life these days. When I get to the heart of the matter, all this blending is for one purpose only: to become unblended. Separated, singular, and set apart for Christ alone. Today, on a quiet Sunday morning, I was reading in […]
Fresh Mercies
I felt like Goldilocks last night. The house looks different in the dark…when you’re wide awake. I started out in Papa and Mama Bear’s bed then tried Mama Bear’s backup bed – the living room sofa. After sitting bolt upright for a time and pleading with the Lord to knock me out, I ended up […]
Love Scars
I’m back! For those of you who missed me on “Wellspring” last week, thank you. After taking a much-needed week off following my double mastectomy, I find myself desirous of writing this week’s blog post while still uncertain of just what to write! Perhaps it’s the pain meds, or maybe I used up my day’s […]
The Crown of Tears
Sometimes I think my wellspring is made of saltwater. The past six weeks have made a fresh deposit as I’ve gone through Kleenex, red eyes, and cried off my mascara numerous times. Being told you have any kind of cancer, then being thrust into the hard left turn of life and focus that it demands […]
Boundary Lines in Pleasant Places
I think my boundary lines have often been counted off by the Lord in sevens. So many times as I have looked back on my life in retrospect, I have seen His hand turning tides of my life in seven-year increments. For instance, Twenty-one years ago I was in a deep pit; each seven-year span […]
Sacred Bovine
Have you heard any internal mooing lately? You know, the kind of utterances that are founded on fiction and rationalization, but because you’ve stated them so long, they must be fact? If we’re human, there’s not one among us that can righteously say we have no sacred cows tromping through our thoughts, leaving muddy hoof […]