Peter was a Hot Mess. I Could Have Been a Disciple Too.

I never really understood the fascination Jesus had with Peter. He was the first disciple chosen, and that’s kind of a big deal, right? But from the start it seemed like he was blowing it. Jesus found him fishing on a lake and performed a miracle. He filled Peter’s...

Are you willing to move?

Are you willing to move? Are you willing to move? This phrase rang in my soul last summer. The first time it happened,  I was sitting in my car at a red light after dropping off my daughter to spend the day with her Grandma. Move? Heck no. I’m not a mover. My whole...

Coming to Terms with an Imperfect Faith

If there are two elements that have characterized my faith since I started seeking a deeper relationship with Jesus about four years ago, they would be doubt and cynicism. Is that an oxymoron, “doubtful faith”? In any case, I think it’s the truth. I feel gutted to...

Prayer Walk

Spring is here, and with it comes warm weather and an excuse to get outdoors. I was recently reminded of an anecdote from my high school days. At the time, I lived 1.4 miles away from my school. Not too far, but far enough that a car was needed during Minnesota...

Do It Afraid

This past weekend, my daughter had dance try-outs for the competition teams at the studio she attends. As I watched her get into line with 70 or so other little girls her age, all dressed in black leotards with their hair pulled tight into buns, then scurry into a...

Is This Heaven?

“Lord, why do these children have to live like this?” I prayed as I stood in the dorm room of an orphanage in Kenya. My husband and I recently returned from a mission trip to Nairobi where we ministered to children both in church settings and in orphanages. At one...