Courtney Ellis’s newest book, Looking Up: A Birder’s Guide to Hope Through Grief is beautiful. Not only is it beautifully written, but it is also beautiful in how she handles all our hurting hearts. Courtney weaves together for us the story of her own personal pain, her insight into different birds, and her belief in how God shows us His presence through the things he has created in nature. In the twisted fibers of those things, we too find hope.
Category: Hope
We Repent
“Lord you are righteous, but this day we are covered with shame…” Daniel (9:7a) my church, my town, my state, and my country, Lord, they are covered with shame.
The Book That Changed Me
Twitter challenged me today to write to the authors that changed me and let them know what they have done for me. So, Lore Ferguson Wilbert, here it is. You changed me. You molded me into a way of thinking that I was afraid of for most of my life.
Waiting is a Part of Life
Just as true as it is to say, “waiting is a part of life”, sometimes you just have to be told by someone you admire that, “it’s not your turn”. Heather Thompson Day is that friend and her new book is called It’s Not Your Turn: What to do While Waiting for Your Breakthrough.
Becoming Fully Known
May you read this book and find yourself learning to know and be fully known by God.
Mom’s COVID Battle
I wrote this as a reminder for myself and for my family to see God’s hand through this. God is still faithful and He is still a healer.
My Heart Hurts
Right now, in the messiness of ministry, life is hard and my heart hurts.
The Prayer I Fought to Pray
In the darkness these words were a haunting challenge to me. A challenge of whether I was willing to let the Refiner free in my life.
The Veneer of Civility
The way it appears to me, is that the pandemic has created trauma in everyone and as a result the veneer of civility has been removed from all of us at once. All of our worst sides have been exposed at the same time.
Jennifer’s Legacy
In my heart, I knew that this would be the last thing I would say to Jennifer. I am not sure if it was the pressing of the Holy Spirit or intuition, but I knew these were my last words, so I didn’t spare them.
Growing Hope 