Why do I resist change?  Willing to sit in a dirty tub of warm water instead of getting out and getting clean?  Maybe like Monroe I'd rather avoid being cold and naked even if where I'm sitting is holding me back.  But it shouldn't be that hard.  It's time to get out of the tub.

The healing process does not happen quickly and requires us to sit in it long enough to experience the full benefit of a healed wound.  I'm looking for scars that can be proof of a fully healed wound with a story of truth and transformation.

Why did Jesus keep his scars? Is it possible scars are proof of wholeness? Thoughts while I wait for Paul to get out of shoulder surgery

When Jesus spoke about the wine and new wineskins, he makes an observation that most of us are happy to just keep drinking the old wine.  Would I choose an old wine in an old wineskin if I could have something new?  Maybe I would if it meant having to let go of the old in order to become something new, different, and unknown.   Luke 5:36-39 NLT

I'm spending some time working through the events of Holy Week, and realizing how important the death part of the story is in order to celebrate and live in the new life part of the story...dying not for death's sake, but for Life's sake.

Sometimes we get handed what appears to be random pieces of puzzle.  But as we begin moving those pieces around, a larger picture begins to form.  Today feels like work on a puzzle without a clear picture of what I'm creating but it must fit together somehow.  Teaching by Scott Swanson at the Grove which I reference can be found here: https://youtu.be/kfxJeOQKkuE

This is a long one, but I'm sitting with a story about Moses that has bothered me, maybe even scared me, for many years.  Looking at it from a different angle helps me see it differently, even if I still have some healthy fear.

Sitting on the beach, watching the waves come in and go back out, I wonder if our emotional shifts are also part of a dependable rhythm we can count on.

The daily speech practice with my grandson suddenly flipped on me and I realized I need to practice the same phrase for very different reasons.

Sadness and anger feel like opposite emotions when it comes to their physical expressions.  But what happens when I'm facing sadness overload and the result looks and feels a lot like anger?