When my children were little our special time together was bedtime. When it was time for one of them to go to bed, they would say “Mom, I’m ready for bed” and off we would go up the stairs into their room. We would always begin by saying our prayers and then I would climb into bed with one of them and cuddle. We called it spooning, laying side by side my arms wrapped around them. We would talk about their day, I always knew this would be the time each one of them would share the most. Nestled safely in my arms. Continue reading
Weep With Those Who Weep
This is not the blog I started writing the morning before a monstrous tornado hit Oklahoma.
This is written as news of the rising death toll streams across my screen. As I switched between news sources I was stopped by this simple sentence on CNN:
“A father of a third-grader still missing sat quietly on a stool. Tears fell from his eyes as he waited for news of his son.”
Night has fallen in Moore, Oklahoma, and the searchers are looking for missing children at the elementary school. When I think of that waiting dad, my tears fall, too. Continue reading
Stop and Smell the Roses
…..no, really, I meant it. I want you stop and go outside and take a look at all that is happening around you that you are missing. Spring has sprung, and as the weather gets warmer, the days longer, and the sweet aroma of cook-outs seems to hang in the air each weekend, God is putting on a show through his creation. Continue reading
Something Good
Last week my husband Tom and I took a ferry to Hart Island, NYC’s burial grounds for the
poor and homeless. On the ride over we met a nurse who had cared for many of the newborns who were laid to rest in the island’s soil. She was going to visit their graves, even though she had only known them in the few short minutes of their lives and in their deaths. Her words left a lasting impression on me…… Continue reading
Happy Mother’s Day!
It’s Mother’s Day weekend and you will not want to miss our worship services tomorrow as we will be hearing from Noel Owuor as he opens up God’s word for a special Mother’s Day message. We will also be honoring the moms in our life, so you will not want to miss this special weekend. I am also excited for our time of worship tomorrow, because…. Continue reading
How Accurate Is The Bible?
How accurate is the Bible? This is a question I often get asked as a Pastor. In fact, sometimes it’s not asked, it’s put in the form of a statement that goes something like this. There are quite a few objections to the Bible’s being accurate. A few of them include… Continue reading
Never-let-go Love
While searching online for a gift, I found this travel mug which reads, “My son, I lied. I’m never letting go.”
How true to our mommy hearts!
As much as we moms want our sons to grow up and be independent, we feel an unquelled surge of emotion that wants to hold our boys forever!
Just look at Jesus’ mother Mary; even at the terror, disgrace and agony of his crucifixion she refused to leave Jesus.
This Sunday we celebrate that never-let-go love. We all need it, but we may long to feel it…. Continue reading
No One Like Our God
The best worship songs, at their core, are really just prayers. Yesterday, we took part in a National Day of Prayer so I think it’s appropriate we all remind ourselves that when we sing on Sunday morning, we are really singing our prayers. It’s also good to challenge ourselves and ask this hard question: Am I really singing and praying with conviction and expectancy or has an unremarkable routine crept in? Continue reading
The Clock is Ticking!
We are getting closer and closer to our summer missions experience in Staten Island, and I do not want your teen to miss this opportunity! If you have not signed up yet, you Continue reading
Leap of Faith
The longest jump I ever cared to make was 6 feet into a lake, which is why Felix
Baumgartner’s skydive from 24 miles up boggles my mind. Just looking at the photos from his helium balloon makes my stomach cringe. Where did Baumgartner get the courage to step out of the capsule and jump? Was the jump a crazy leap of faith? Or was it a step of reason?