I recently had the opportunity to travel to the modern nation of Israel, the Promise Land of the Israelites. This relatively small piece of real estate in a highly trafficked area along the Mediterranean has been the center of culture, trade, faith, and war for four thousand years. Its land as diverse as its people has preserved holy sites and ruins that allow Christians today to walk the footsteps of the Son of Man thousands of years after He walked among us. Continue reading “My Song to Sing to the King Who is Worthy”
From shooting skeet to building fires to riding four wheelers, from driving deer to flying in a two-seater airplane to hunting raccoons, from sleeping in 44 degrees to watching the sun rise and set over the water – the adventure never ended and sparked in me an adventurous spirit that had been lost (or, more accurately, hidden away) in the natural stress and strain of everyday life. Continue reading “A Dusted Clay”
Advent came alive for me this year. A time of anticipation and expectation, Advent is the season when we remember the birth of Jesus and look forward to His return.
Advent has drawn me to the Old Testament, revisiting favorites like Isaiah and opening new-to-me books like Lamentations and Micah. These prophets and poets express a longing and anticipation that, if I’m honest, is much different than my own. The Jewish people’s longing for the Messiah was thick and heavy, like real maple syrup, while mine is more like that thin stuff at IHOP. Continue reading “A Baby in a Manger (Really, Actually, Literally)”
I am an avid West Wing fan. I love each witty and imperfect and passionate character. In Season 1, there is a scene where President Bartlett and his senior staff are playing poker. Being the academic he is, the President keeps asking trivia questions instead of playing the game, eventually leading each senior staffer to fold in exasperation. Among his questions, he asked, “There are three words in the English language and three words only that begin with the letters ‘dw.’ Can anyone name them please?” The speech writers, Toby and Sam, take the bait, quickly locating dwindle and dwarf, but can’t seem to remember that last word. As President Bartlett wins the hand and takes their petty cash, he reveals the third word: dwell.
Dwell may be my favorite word in the English language, and it always makes me think of Thanksgiving. Continue reading “Dwell in the House of the Lord”
Do you ever want to run away? I’m serious! Do you ever just want to run away?
In this season, I have been fighting the urge to run away and never come back. I dream of putting my husband and kitty in the car, driving somewhere remote and beautiful, and becoming farmers. I dream of selling everything, getting on a plane to France, and working in a small, local bakery. Continue reading “Stay Put”
Hello, blog world! I’m Sara. I’m equal parts terrified and excited to meet you. Blog world, you are altogether new to me, filled with possibility and opportunity. In you, I am sure I will find both rejection and acceptance, doubt and confidence, fear and faith.
As I embark on this journey with what I must be the most clunky and awkward first post in the history of the world (or so it feels to me), this is the truth to which I am clinging:
For we are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God has prepared beforehand, that we should walk in them. (Ephesians 2:10) Continue reading “An Introduction”
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