Wednesday Worship: Be Merciful To Me

Lying in her bed and reading to my Bella last night, she grabbed me and cried out. “Mommy,” tears filled her little eyes, “Adam and Eve are so sad. They have to leave the Garden!” She agonized over that for moments as the tears spilled over, and I looked deep into the eyes of my freshly-turned three-year-old marveling at her depth of feeling.

I held her close, “Why did they have to leave the Garden?”

She heaved a deep sigh and wiped her eyes, “Because they listened to Satan and they think God doesn’t love them.”

Tell Me It’s Going To Be All Right

A few weeks ago, I was in Costco with my three little ones. We arrived at the checkout counter behind an elderly woman who obviously knew the cashier, a fifty-something woman with bleach blond hair and a thick southern drawl. They were conversing loudly as I waited in line, tending to my three and paying little attention until something sparked in my mind.

“There was a girl here yesterday who was wearing a hat and was so self-conscious about it,” said the cashier, “I told her. I says ‘You wear that hat with pride, honey. That hat means you’re a fighter.’”

Sunday Selections: Sources of Spiritual Power

I think that much exposure to sensuality, banality, and God-absent entertainment does more to deaden our capacities for joy in Jesus than it does to make us spiritually powerful in the lives of the living dead. Sources of spiritual power—which are what we desperately need—are not in the cinema. You will not want your biographer to write: Prick him and he bleeds movies…

One more smaller concern with TV (besides its addictive tendencies, trivialization of life, and deadening effects): It takes time. I have so many things I want to accomplish in this one short life. Don’t waste your life is not a catchphrase for me; it’s a cliff I walk beside every day with trembling.