Right now my family and I might have been reclining on a beach in Mexico with extended family, reconnecting in the sun and surf after too many months apart. Instead, a chill Oregon drizzle drips from my windows and I haven’t left my house in days. I have to check the calendar to figure out…
Author: anchoredvoice
You Are Essential
If someone in your household is a first responder, health care worker, in the food industry, a trucker, or mechanic (and many others I haven’t listed) they are essential for keeping our society functioning. Most of our “essentials” are working long hours, minimally staffed, and dangerously exhausted. We are praying non-stop for God to grant…
A Different Call
“What do I know to be true about God?” This was the question that continually ran through my mind as I walked through my garden. The spring sunshine was beating down on the damp earth and there were glimpses of green shoots reaching for the blue canopy above. Daffodils were blooming and birds were flitting…
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…
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…
The Heart of Love
God allows us to experience the frailty of human love so we will appreciate the strength of His. C.S. Lewis I sighed as I picked up the dirty socks and put them in my boys’ hamper and closed their door for the night. Behind that door were two sweet boys who God was slowly transforming into…
Anchored Voices 