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Is God Enough in the Wilderness?

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The last week has felt a lot like what I imagine the wilderness felt like to Moses and the children of Israel.

I’ve ached for relief from the heat and unfamiliar surroundings that are, ironically, becoming achingly familiar (“Didn’t we pass that tree a few months ago?” “Is that the same hill I tripped over last year?” “Do you recognize that brown spot? We must have seen it before. Oh right, we have.”). For forty years they wandered, making lap after lap around the barren land, complaining about their manna and quail, and wishing for what God in His mercy saw fit to withhold.

Well, hello, insight to Sophie’s heart.  

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When You Don’t Know What You’re Waiting For

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“What do I do, God? What would You have me do in this situation?” 

I wish I could tell you those questions, repeatedly and sincerely prayed, were met with a booming voice from heaven that said, “This is My beloved will in which I am well pleased; go and do it, honey child,” but, alas, that hasn’t happened.

Instead, after writing those questions in my journal, I read Psalm 27 and was met with words that have become as familiar as my afternoon cup of coffee:

“Wait for the Lord;
    be strong, and let your heart take courage;
    wait for the Lord!” -Psalm 27:14

Scripture, man. It’s like yeast: alive and active. It’s like a fog light: searching and exposing. It’s like a sword: sharp and piercing.

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Monday Morning Munch No. 159 – Made for Greatness

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And we’re not talking about another human.

The Olympics are great and I adore every part of them, but even the best athletes were made for more greatness than a piece of plated metal on a pretty ribbon.

Don’t put your identity in anything that will not outlast you. Stake your life on what will matter 30,000 years from now.

 

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Monday Morning Munch No. 153 – How to never let the heart rest

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“Most of us go through life praying a little, planning a little, jockeying for position, hoping but never being quite certain of anything, and always secretly afraid that we will miss the way. This is a tragic waste of truth and never gives rest to the heart.

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Monday Morning Munch No. 138 – Brokenhearted but not broken

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“The Lord is near to the brokenhearted
    and saves the crushed in spirit.
Many are the afflictions of the righteous,

    but the Lord delivers him out of them all.
He keeps all his bones;
    not one of them is broken.”
Psalm 34:18-20

Your heart may be broken,
your spirit crushed,
but you will not be.
Not because of you but
because
Jesus was broken in
your place.

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The one where I talk about writing

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“I want to write always,” I texted one of my friends a couple weekends ago.

“You were created for such,” they responded.

They probably don’t know how much those five words meant, how deeply they penetrated my crusty heart or how much resistance they would have been met with had they been said 15 (or 10) years ago.

Flashback to 7 year old Sophie. The year was 1996, the Chicago Bulls and my dad held my entire heart (except for the part I shared with Columbo. I was a weird kid), and my dreams in life were to play in the NBA, meet Michael Jordan and be a cashier at Kroger.

I repeat: I was a weird kid.

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Obviously I was unconcerned with writing and preoccupied with more important matters. Like fashion.

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Satisfied by…



Not:
Perfect handlettering
Perfect instagram photos
Perfect homes
Perfectly met expectations
Perfect productivity
Or the illusion of human perfection at all. 
Grace. It’s all that satisfies, so let us be satisfied by it (Him) alone.
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Monday Morning Munch No. 90 – Make War

AW Tozer, the christian life is a battlefield

Are we spending our lives fighting for holiness or goofing off in our own sanctified nightclubs?

The following is a journal entry from May 21st that I keep coming back to almost daily to pray over and keep it fresh in my mind.

Another day, another opportunity to fight against what is not with what is real, against what I feel with what I know, and against what I want with what is necessary.

Today, I will make war. This moment, I will make war.

Will you join me?

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