I have longed to write something about the path of joy for a very long time. But I have a confession to make. For most of my life, when I thought about joy, what I was really picturing was happiness. Lighthearted. Easy. Life as a breeze, with the wind at my back and nothing too... Continue Reading →
I was in Home Economics in middle school the day I made my apple pie. It looked absolutely beautiful. Golden crust, perfect crimped edges, filling bubbling up just right. I was so proud of that pie. And then someone took a bite. I had put in a cup of salt instead of a cup of... Continue Reading →
Nobody warned me that doing the right thing could feel so lonely. In high school there were things happening around me that I knew were wrong. Parties I was invited to that I declined. Situations I walked away from when everyone else stayed. Choices I made quietly, without making a big announcement about them, simply... Continue Reading →
I don't know about you, but my motives are not always unmixed. I try to convince myself they are. I really do. But pride has a way of slipping in through the back door when I am not looking. And once it settles in, it affects everything. We are good at this, aren't we? Performing... Continue Reading →
Hunger and Thirst for Righteousness "My mouth's so dry I can't even spit." Our youngest son was camping with his grandparents one weekend. He and his grandmother decided to take a little walk to a grocery store she remembered nearby. It turned out to be not nearly as close as she thought. By the time... Continue Reading →
