I Saw, I Wanted, I Took

What do you call cheese that isn’t yours? Nacho Cheese.  And why would we want someone else’s cheese? It’s called envy, and it’s been around since Lucifer lived in unsurpassed beauty as a member of the host of heaven. He was not satisfied with his position there. He not only wanted God’s cheese—He wanted to…

Against the Odds—A Reflection on Gideon and Covid-19

I was talking on the phone to our accountant just as things with COVID-19 were starting to get serious. We were both sharing some of our concerns about how school and business closures will affect families and businesses. I shared the comfort that has been on my mind lately—the story of Gideon defeating the Midianites. …

Created for a Season

Why were we created? What is our purpose in life? Is it the same for everyone or is it different for different people? These are some of life’s biggest questions. Philosophers have tried to answer these questions for centuries. What is the point in this life? Are we just here to live, try not to…

A Quiet Submission

The words dropped like a glass vase shattering across the floor. All I could hear was the deafening tick-tock of the clock and the distant voices down the hallway. It had been a long, grueling, five months, and I was depleted of decisions and emotion.  Every day I prayed for wisdom, clarity, and answers. Initial…

Novel Coronavirus: My Thoughts as a Registered Nurse and a Jesus Follower

Novel Coronavirus, AKA COVID-19 is causing havoc around the world. If you have escaped the news, social media, or the old-fashioned method of communication also known as word-of-mouth, I am truly in awe. If, however, you are thinking, “Sarah, come on. I am so tired of hearing about this virus,” take just a couple of…

Making a Home

May the beauty of the Lord our God rest on us;  establish the work of our hands for us— yes, establish the work of our hands.  Psalm 90:17  “Your house reminds me of my grandma’s.”  As a 22 year-old newlywed hosting friends for dinner, I wasn’t sure how I felt about the comment. The “house”…

All She Had

Wherever I go, I’m looking for words. As a kid, I used to flip past the “wild rumpus” pages in Maurice Sendak’s Where the Wild Things Are: though gorgeously illustrated, they have no words. I had no patience for pictures. (Richard Scarry’s pages, on the other hand, studded with words as they are, I could…

Who Am I?

I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. Psalm 139:14 NIV From fingerprints to DNAGod made me to follow His wayHe’s the Potter and I’m the clayWe each are uniquely designed Poet is what He says I amThough some days I feel like a…