Abide: Looking Inside

“I know what it’s like to live a divided life.” With these words, Rich Villodas opens the fifth chapter of his book, The Deeply Formed Life (p.88). I read them the night I finished a draft of last week’s post–the one where I wrestled to put into words the ways our bodies play a roleContinue reading “Abide: Looking Inside”

Abide: Practices and Prayer

For years I poured myself into dance. By middle school, I was at the studio four nights a week, learning and rehearsing. Each goal I set for myself pushed me to work harder, and it paid off. My last performance with that dance company, a ballet solo, reflected all the hours and years of practice.Continue reading “Abide: Practices and Prayer”

Abide: Breakers and Builders

I’ve been playing “Throne Room Song” on repeat lately. I even wake up with the bridge thrumming through my mind: The veil is torn; the doors fling wideI see glory as I run insideThe throne room; before You, I bow. taken from “Throne Room Song” by Charity Gayle A picture has been seared into myContinue reading “Abide: Breakers and Builders”

Remain: Abiding in God

When I once prepared for a talk about growing our roots deeply in Christ, I had this inspiration to lead the group through a guided prayer using imagery of literal roots breaking out of a seed and digging into the soil so that a plant would develop and flourish. And bear fruit. As I practiced,Continue reading “Remain: Abiding in God”

Remain: Drawing Near to God

Despite the thousands of miles that separate them, doting parents laugh with their children and a faithful aunt blows kisses to her niece and nephew. A tiny screen makes a way for connections to happen–a way for families to see, hear, and love from afar. But at some point, they’ll be reunited, drawing close forContinue reading “Remain: Drawing Near to God”

Remain: God, Our Refuge

Many summers ago, Larry and I took our three sons to Colorado. To a one bedroom cabin with no internet. No cable TV. And one tiny table built for two. Needless to say we spent lots of time outdoors–which was the point of the trip. One afternoon, however, we planned for a day “in.” EagerContinue reading “Remain: God, Our Refuge”

Remain: Dwelling in the Secret Place

My brother is a true-blue outdoorsman. When he fishes, he’s all in–wearing shorts with lots of pockets for all the tools of the trade, toting huge tackle boxes full of hooks and lures that sparkle in the sun. When he hunts, he’s no different–getting up long before the sun to sit in cold duck blinds,Continue reading “Remain: Dwelling in the Secret Place”

Remain: God, Our Dwelling Place

Standing on the street in front of our newly purchased lot, my husband and I babbled all the ideas and hopes for our first house. Brick type. Paint color. Carpet thickness. Weeks passed as we watched the slab poured and frame go up. Then walls and a roof. But it was stepping into the finishedContinue reading “Remain: God, Our Dwelling Place”