I put on a brave face for my family. I don’t want any of my friends or coworkers to know. But, Lord, you know the heart, and you can read me like a large-print book. You know how anxious I am about our finances.
I’m afraid our money will run out. We’ve suffered some setbacks; we’ve made some bad decisions I would do anything to undo; some things I was counting on turned out to be a bust. I’m juggling... Read More
One of the pleasures of life, available to rich and poor alike, is to experience your steady changing of the seasons. What a beautiful divine rhythm you have built, Lord. Each season has its own matchless beauty—the glistening white blanket of new fallen snow; the first crocus and daffodils and tulips of spring; the long golden days of summer; the fiery colors of autumn forests.
Anyone who has spent even one winter in the north half of the country has... Read More
Lord, why does everything have to happen at once?
I don’t mean to whine, but I don’t know if I’m up to everything you are throwing at me right now. I know you say you will never load on us more than we can handle, but I’m not this good. I’m not this big. I’m not this strong. Many people depend on me, and some days I feel that I can barely take care of myself.
I guess you have... Read More
As you know, Lord, our culture glorifies youth. Nobody welcomes the passing of time and the aging process. May I say, though, that you make aging more enjoyable? The older I get, the more I see how I was never alone, how you were always there watching me, ready to catch me, intervening at just the right time.
I panic less these days. I still can see only a few feet in front of me—the fog of life hasn’t lifted... Read More
Today is a day to remember the brave men and women who have served, or fallen in service to, our country. These brave men and women in uniform fought to preserve the freedoms with which God has blessed our nation--the very freedoms that give us the liberty to worship our Creator and Savior.
But freedom does not mean absence of conflict. Do you ever feel as though you are in the middle of your own war? What's the level of... Read More
Some days I’m riding high. Things just work. They click. They go my way.
But some days, Lord, I can almost see the devil hindering me, laughing at me, breaking what I try to build, attacking me, lying to me, weakening me. He mocks my hopes, makes me doubt, urges me to ignore you, and makes despair look like my only option.
I don’t know how long I can go on like this. Lord, I’m so tired. “The enemy pursues... Read More
Lord, you know I love my kids. I love ’em even when they’re naughty, even when I’m grouchy and irritable, even when they disappoint me, especially when they disappoint me. When I see their acts and words of rebellion against you, I feel fear gnawing at my heart. What if they grow up to be unbelievers? What if they recklessly throw away their faith?
That’s why it is such ecstasy to hear their words of worship and see their faith-deeds.... Read More
Here I am again, Lord. I feel kind of guilty about this: I know I’m supposed to age gracefully and gratefully, but right now my heart isn’t in it. Can I be honest with you? I feel like my body is betraying me one piece at a time. How did I get so many wrinkles? Where did those brown spots on my skin come from? I didn’t sign up for purple bags under my eyes. I have no stamina anymore.... Read More
Whenever I get frustrated with people or paperwork or staring into a computer screen, Lord, I have found respite in getting outside. How marvelous, how complex, how subtle, how perfect, how beautiful is the world you made. If I crouch down close to the ground, I can see not only the flowers but the drops of dew, the bugs crawling on the ground, and the bees doing their pollinating. I can smell earth, feel the sun’s warmth, and touch the... Read More
Lord, you know that many days my smile and outward calm are only a mask. They are the mask I wear to hide what’s really going on inside me. I wish I felt like more of a success. I wish I didn’t spend so much time worrying about my looks and hating all my flaws. I wish I felt more self-confident. Here’s my guilty secret—I don’t like myself very much.
I have many dark feelings and moods. I am painfully... Read More