Happy Christmas—Musical Reflections 2: For the One who Grieves

Born that man no more may die One line. There is such brevity in this simple lyric, for such a massive topic. At different points of grief, or walking with those who grieve, there is a temptation of the heart to believe that God doesn’t care about it. Or maybe it’s punishment for something. OrContinue reading “Happy Christmas—Musical Reflections 2: For the One who Grieves”

Happy Christmas—Musical Reflections 1:

For the Music Lover, Ambitious-Flaky One, and the Imperfect Perfectionist. I love music. I always have. I was not particularly skilled as a singer or a musician—pretty sure I failed the recorder in music class as a kid.  But I do love it. In the last few years, music has become a sweet way theContinue reading “Happy Christmas—Musical Reflections 1:”

Tastes of Heaven

I’ll remember every taste.                                            –Flor, Spanglish I am a connoisseur of chick flick movies. I grew up watching them in the 90’s and early 2000’s, when they were really good. Spanglish is a favorite for many reasons, but the above line is my favorite in the whole movie. I highly recommend it. I recentlyContinue reading “Tastes of Heaven”

My Sweet Valentine…

Fix your eyes on this one truth, God is madly in love with you. –Hillsong Do you believe it? Does that line make you squirm in an uncomfortable way? What are the thoughts that go through your head creating arguments for why it isn’t true. This is one of those lyrics I love-hate. One thatContinue reading “My Sweet Valentine…”

Simple Extravagance

Simple extravagance is a phrase I used this week a couple times to describe the felt experience of being in the presence of friends who get you, care for you and lavish love freely. The word simple means easily understood or done, or the state of being uncomplicated.  It’s not without sacrifice, but it isContinue reading “Simple Extravagance”

Erasing Death

SPLAT! She giggled, and took wad after wad of toilet paper, dipping it into the bowl of water and throwing it furiously at the poster-board. 10-20-30 times maybe, she hurled the dripping wads of paper towards her enemy. The more she did it, the more energized she got. Her mom cheered her on from behind.Continue reading “Erasing Death”