Struggle

Leaving the Bunker

A bunker interior with ladder ascending into open air and blue sky

A time to flee: In the times when we feel most threatened by a hostile world, retreat is a natural, even necessary, response. We seek a place of safety: a place where we can think, speak and live in accordance with our beliefs. We may even conclude that this can only be done by removing ourselves from, and shutting out, the hostility of the culture around us. So we surround ourselves with those things and people that are healthful toRead more

The Sick List

Dying leaf

What first seemed quaint… The traditional church where I made my home for many years kept a “sick list.” People on their way into the service would write down the names of those they knew who were sick, suffering or otherwise in need of prayer. And at a certain point in the service, when a variety of intercessory prayers were offered‎, the names would be read out. The very first time I heard this done, my response was not somethingRead more

Fairies in the garden, elves on the bookcase

Fairy statue seated on moss

We’ve all been there: Have you ever been through a rough patch and longed to read something that would speak hope into your life? Or have you ever tried to support a hurting friend, wanting to offer some reading material that would serve that same purpose? Perhaps you’ve longed for a way to speak peace and comfort into your friend’s life, but feared seeming presumptuous or saying the wrong thing. Or, if you’re like me, you’ve considered about ten heavyRead more

Struggling with God

Hand reaching for sky - listen

“Hard To Get” by Rich Mullins: You who live in heaven, Hear the prayers of those of us who live on earth: Who are afraid of being left by those we love, And who get hardened by the hurt. Do you remember when You lived down here where we all scrape To find the faith to ask for daily bread? Did You forget about us after You had flown away? Well I memorized every word You said. Still I’m soRead more

Weary in Well-Doing

Sad dog

“Weary in Well-Doing” by Christina Georgina Rossetti: I would have gone; God bade me stay: I would have worked; God bade me rest. He broke my will from day to day, He read my yearnings unexpressed And said them nay. Now I would stay; God bids me go: Now I would rest; God bids me work. He breaks my heart tossed to and fro, My soul is wrung with doubts that lurk And vex it so. I go, Lord, whereRead more