Mercy

borrowed drops of mercy

borrowed drops of mercy

God’s word says his mercy is new every day because every day we will need new mercy, to move or just to breathe. The problem I stumble around clutching awkwardly is that new mercy looks different every time it shows up. It has swapped faces.
And I have trust issues.

Have I offended you?

Have I offended you?

Listen, I hate conflict. H a t e it.
And this is what I have learned about long strong friendships; they are forged and imbued with a confident core when we dare to be prepared to apologize.
Because that is what this question, “Have I offended you?” will trigger.

It presupposes I may very well have wronged you. Blindly or selfishly. That is totally possible. It’s foolish to imagine that it isn’t, and I want to know if I did so I can apologize.

thirsty roots and fig stranglers

thirsty roots and fig stranglers

Trusting God to keep setting me free from me, little by little, is like soaking my heart in strength. Like plants whose roots reach down for nutrients and stretch up for light, God says that those who trust him get the fruit of that trust.

#31daysof frailty | PERFECTIONISM

PERFECTIONISM seems like a disorder when you see it in all caps.  And in so many ways, it is as damaging as one.  It starts small and grows like tumors.  And some tumors when they happen in the brain manifest as personality functions.  No really, […]

#31daysoffrailty | IDOLS

#31daysoffrailty | IDOLS

Depending on your screen, that confection is larger than actual size. It was meaningful.
Let’s just say I’m chocolate-reliant. But pure sugar has a downside. It keeps you. It reigns. Then it FAILS because it was never made to deliver.