October Sky

Thank you, Lord, for mornings in the Valley, for this view from my deck that greets me each morning and reminds me of Your glory. May Jesus Christ be praised in my life, in our home, this day and every day!

When morning gilds the skies my heart awaking cries:
May Jesus Christ be praised!
Alike at work and prayer, to Jesus I repair:
May Jesus Christ be praised!

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When you begin the day, O never fail to say,
May Jesus Christ be praised!
And at your work rejoice, to sing with heart and voice,
May Jesus Christ be praised!

Perfect For Me

I love heroes. Superheroes. My brother and I grew up on them. Every Saturday morning we’d head down to the family room and curl up in front of Super Friends while Mom and Daddy enjoyed sleeping in. We’d get home from school and watch old Batman reruns on channel 5. Daddy (ever the artist!) would draw them for us, Mom would make capes and masks out of felt, and we’d play heroes every time we could. We played with our friends, most often with Sherry, my one-day-to-be sister-in-law. (Who knew those days climbing all over the jungle gym as Batman, Robin and Batgirl, we’d one day all be related?)

Wednesday Worship: Change The Way

Romans 12:1 says, “Offer your bodies as living sacrifices… this is your spiritual act of worship.” God reminds me again and again that worship isn’t just what happens on Sundays at church, or at small group meetings, or at intentional times of worship with friends. Worship isn’t just singing when I need something from Him to fill that emotional need in my heart and mind. Worship is a sacrifice. Worship is a lifestyle. Worship is offering my whole body to Him.

Just When You Thought It Was Safe To Go Back In The Water…

(BEWARE: Tedious health update ahead)

There’s no pretty way to write this post, so I’m just going to lay out the facts of where we are now with everything with me… prepare to be bored, or just skip this post if you like. But if you skip it, please still pray for us. There’s lots coming up for us. Lots I wasn’t expecting, and I am discouraged.

Wednesday Worship: Revelation Song

What do you think when you mention the name of God? How does your mind respond? What emotions rise up in your heart? I’ve written before (several times) about how healing it is to sing the names of God. How do you respond to Who God is?

This Sunday at church in Nashville (have I mentioned how a-MA-zing it was?) we sang Revelation Song, a song I’ve heard before and hummed to around the house. But Sunday was the first time I’ve ever really thought about what I was singing. And I was blown away by the simplicity yet depth of the lyrics.