A number of years ago, amidst a season of physical, emotional, and spiritual burnout, I was asked to minister at a funeral. "Perfect," I thought sarcastically, "A dead man ministering at a funeral." Drowning in negativity from the seemingly incessant discouragement that I had been experiencing, the inability to find a . . .
In a recent blog, "I'll Sit Right Here," I shared how God graciously intervened in my life amidst the swirling vortex of anxiety as I trained for a new job. While I would love to say that encounter was the tipping point for a victorious walk of overcoming courage, it wasn't.
As the lengthy onboarding process continued, I found . . .
I have a friend, a dear "mom" in the faith to me, who suffers from chronic pain. Though some days are better than others, she lives with a baseline of palpable discomfort. And while the empowering grace on her life to persevere in joyful faith is a powerful testimony to many, compassion in me often prompts the lament of the . . .
Celebrating the ever-presence of God
"I'll sit right here."
Those were the words I sensed God speaking to me as I stared at the empty chair beside my keyboard. About to begin the last session of a retreat, those words came as a breath of fresh air to this one suffocating under a cloak of shame.
The previous evening, I discovered that I had obliviously been stepping . . .
10 Experiences at Work that Have Changed My Life
Today is my last day working at the Children's Hospital. Monday, I will change departments within the hospital system and move to a brand-new clinic that is just three miles from my home.
When I reflect on the last 4 1/2 years, my heart is overwhelmed with gratitude. As I often have told the families I serve, I get to see miracles every . . .
Each morning, the walk from my car to the hospital requires me to pass through a busy parking garage. Occupying an entire city block, the first level hosts the convergence of first-time families and garage-seasoned staff. Unsure about the complicated maze of multiple entrances, tall speed bumps, and hairpin turns, guests often creep through . . .
In the days before Amazon, I made an on-line purchase and had the product delivered via a parcel service. The electronic receipt included a link that allowed you to track the shipping progress. In addition to knowing the anticipated delivery day, I could also follow the "tracking details" of its arrival and departure at each hub on . . .