In one of the last books I read in 2017 the author, knowing she’d be traveling the world with her family, journaled a note to herself: I question our sanity by our third day here. I’m enamored of the earth’s diversity of climates and cultures, and I want a drink of all of it. But China…
As a young believer learning to share her God story, I was taught to describe the process of entering relationship with God as “inviting Jesus into my life.” As a more mature believer teaching Sunday School and VBS, I’ve used the words, “Ask Jesus into your heart.” Over these years of wanting more of God,…
I’ve been thinking about idols lately. Last week I prayed Psalm 115. It starts off so lovely, “Not to us, O Lord, not to us, But to Your name give glory Because of Your lovingkindness, because of Your truth….” But verse 3 takes a turn, announcing “Our God is in the heavens; He does whatever…
Last week my youngest son had a melt down. (He’s had meltdowns this week too, it’s not that uncommon.) I can’t remember what caused this particular fit. Maybe homework, which he doesn’t enjoy, especially if his brother doesn’t have any. Maybe it was because I was making him read (finishing first grade unable to read…
When I was in the 6th grade I got made fun of for my clothes. I was smart and shy and I had Wal-Mart brand shoes. Stacy Edwards came back from the bathroom one day and told everyone I was a loud pee-er. To this day, when I use public restrooms, I try to…
Truth
Renee Davis Meyer 