Tag: Jesus

The Missing Piece

Over the Thanksgiving holiday our family put together a 1000 piece puzzle! I mean, a 900 and 90…9! As the week progressed, so did the puzzle. The roof, the bear, the water. We did the bottom part last. As we put in the last piece laying on the table, we had a terrible discovery! TWO pieces were missing! We wailed!…

Are You All In?

Watching basketball games is a painful thing…like literally! My heart goes to pounding and my stomach sorta churns. My mouth starts screaming things like “where’s the foul” and “box out!” Wild cheers for a shot made or a sweet pass just happen! I can’t contain it!! But only on certain games. Games my boys play in (or the Cowboys, but,…

Lord, Is It I?

As the chosen 12 gathered together for the supper that would become known as the “last supper,” they were far from having it all together. Resentment was harbored in some hearts, arrogance in others. And not a single one of them were about to wash any dirty, stinky feet! A servant’s heart they did not possess. Jesus knew their hearts.…

Wait. Wait. He’s Coming!

We’re an impatient lot sometimes. We want faster internet. Microwaved food. Same-day delivery. Minutes. Seconds. Nanoseconds. That’s why one of my favorite characters in the “Christmas Story” is Simeon. Kind. Older. Steady. Devout. A fixture in the temple. And the Bible says he was patient. And behold, there was a man in Jerusalem whose name was Simeon, and this man…

Are You Running on Empty?

I love my sister-in-law Jen. She’s nice. She’s pretty. She’s fun. She has that sweet, kind, gentle-teacher way about her. But bless her heart! She has a dirty little secret. She lives on E. Well at least her gas tank does. She’s always empty and it’s a problem. For real. If we were all betting sorts, she’d be a sure…

Who ARE You?

Have you ever been disappointed? Let down in a situation you thought you had a pretty good handle on? Have you ever been disappointed in someone who you thought you knew? At the least, have you ever incorrectly sized someone up and put them in the wrong box? We have never routinely done homework or obsessed with our kids’ school…

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