Tag: family
This Mother’s Day, I am picturing my happy momma walkingthrough meadows of wildflowers with the One whom her soul loves. I’m imagining her engaging in deep theological discussions where everything Jesus says makes perfect sense and ah-hah moments abound. I can see them, sitting around a table laden with olives and cheese and bread and honey, breaking out in belly laughs when the Father cracks a joke. Conversations linger over long dinners and her soul is strengthened by unbroken fellowship.
Unforgiveness embitters. It’s been compared to a poison we drink in hope of destroying others. It does, in fact, destroy others, just not the others we had in mind. Unforgiveness infiltrates our family first. It is blight in the branches of our family tree.
We credit Jacob as a God-wrestler, but as we bury Rachel in Bethlehem, I wonder if she wasn’t also in a lifelong tussle with a holy God?
Don’t let social distance drown out our gratitude this holiday season.
I woke up this morning thinking about Noah. It’s probably because my husband and I are preaching about his story this morning. But my first thoughts were outside of the scope of our sermon, so, of course, I had to dive back in the chapters…