Lately it seems I move between anxiety and depression. I am nagged by the constant feeling that I am not using my time wisely. The thought does not help me to do so. It simply leaves me overwhelmed, floundering, feeling guilty, unproductive. I see all of the things I have to do and all of…
When God Ran
Pursuing God is laudable, admirable, and at first glance preferable. But our pursuit of God pales in comparison to God’s pursuit of us. We see this in the parable of the Prodigal Son, whose father runs to meet him to joyously welcome him home. Such is the premise of the song When God Ran by…
A Cup of Grace
I bought some really excellent tea and was excited to try it. It arrived yesterday. I promptly opened it up, took out a bag, and chose a special mug with Grace stenciled on the side for the occasion. I put the mug of water in the microwave. And promptly forgot about it until later on…
Leaves In Snow – New Photos In BeLeaf Series
There was a lovely snow last night. These are photos from my morning walk. I love how the leaves captured tufts of snow, like tiny boats floating in the melt. Moments captured which will be gone by the end of the day. Link to the Bubleup Roll is below: https://rolls.bublup.com/KeithMLyndaker/BeLeafPhotoSeries
The Thawing of Frozen Dreams
I awake from a night of dreams to a morning of frosty breath, shivers, and frozen water pipes. The memories of sleep are frozen as well. Traces of the dreams linger, enough to tempt me to remember and to let me know that I have dreamed, but the pictures fade with every moment that I…
The Other Shoe
Live today as if it were your last not in trembling fear waiting for the other shoe to fall. What you hear is not the marching boots of the oppressor or the stealthy creep of the thief. Rather it is the soft footfall of the angels Goodness and Mercy who shall follow you all the…
Violent Night Holy Night
The shots were fired right before we left the church. Some members of the congregation actually heard the gunfire from across the street. Suddenly the night was filled with the wail of sirens, a police chopper circling overhead, and Christmas carols. We walked around the block, our strange eclectic crew, stopping at the houses of…
Advent
sleepless another waking birth into the cold of a dark early morning jumbled thoughts prayers for a broken world wondering what caused me to rise I wait for the answer like I do for the coming of the one who was a different Messiah not the avenging angel they wanted just a manger king in…
iX-Rays 