Tag Archives: longing

I was just a child when she died. Fourteen going on forty. So young, and yet I became so old. My smile was buried in her grave, My laughter turned to stone-cold silence. My happiness, well, I forgot what that was. I didn’t need anything or anybody — Didn’t need? ...

You name it, I’ve lost it! That’s the story of my life, and this week more so than usual. If it’s not my keys, it’s my wallet. If it’s not my wallet, it’s my phone. If it’s not my phone, it’s my ID. Careless? Maybe. Distracted? Definitely. Frazzled? Yes, that’s ...

I have to assume I’m not the only person to wonder what God wants from me. In fact, I’ve even heard my father say, “I wonder what I’m going to do when I grow up.” It’s a chronic plague among humans to always feel at the bottom of the ladder. ...

“And lest I should be exalted above measure by the abundance of the revelations, a thorn in the flesh was given to me, a messenger of Satan to buffet me, lest I be exalted above measure.”  2 Corinthians 12:7 (NKJV) We all have thorns.  Every one of us has something ...

“I am my beloved’s, and his desire is toward me.” Song of Solomon 7:10 I want you to stop for just a second and ask yourself a question. Do you feel loved? Don’t answer too quickly but really reflect on the question. Don’t give me the pat answer or the ...