When I write a blog series, I work up a general outline before I launch into the actual writing of it. And, so far, each series has turned into a reflection of the spiritual journey God has me on at the time. So, as I’ve wondered — at first in my head, then here onContinue reading “True Belonging: Anchor”
Tag Archives: John 17
True Belonging: Glory
With Thanksgiving before us, it’s natural to look ahead to Christmas. If we’re intentional, these next weeks can become for us a season of gratitude for all we’ve been given, including Christ the King. John, the beloved disciple, had a way with words, describing this gift, Jesus, with poetic power: “In the beginning was theContinue reading “True Belonging: Glory”
True Belonging: Abide
Like every good Methodist teen in the 80s, I attended MYF every Wednesday night. After a hamburger dinner in Fellowship Hall, we’d traipse upstairs to our set apart room full of couches and quippy posters with snow-capped mountains and settle in with acoustic worship. One particular song that I recall with great fondness, probably becauseContinue reading “True Belonging: Abide”
True Belonging: World
In the first semester of my freshman year of college, a new, agnostic friend asked why I believed in Jesus. Her question held genuine curiosity, but my response lacked so greatly that I regretted my inability to speak my why, muchless sway her to follow Him. That day, my attempt to explain my faith cameContinue reading “True Belonging: World”
True Belonging: Name
My sweet Grandpa Camp, who lived to his mid-nineties, never knew his family of origin, and it amazed me that it never seemed to bother him. But as I’ve been pondering Jesus’ prayer in John 17, it strikes me that Grandpa must have been content in knowing that he belonged to the Camp family. Adopted.Continue reading “True Belonging: Name”
True Belonging: Givenness
I felt the weight of the moment, a transitioning of season and place, as my dad and I did the slow walk toward the altar. Both our emotions brimming near the surface, we silently stepped toward the future. Stopping within steps of my almost-husband, the pastor looked at my dad and asked, “Who gives thisContinue reading “True Belonging: Givenness”
True Belonging: One Sojourner’s Search
The winter lingered. Dreary, drafty days. Illnesses. Restlessness. Loneliness. My head leaned against the warm wall along our fireplace, my body soaking in the heat as my soul shivered for spring — for life and sunshine, for warmth and health, for people. For joy. I heard the chirping, and I peeked through the blinds toContinue reading “True Belonging: One Sojourner’s Search”