by Kristen Lisemby Not long ago, I was reading various passages and one little thing kept popping up–noise. It got me thinking. Have you ever tried to pray and then heard the phone ring? Or thought about something you forgot to do? Have you ever said, I’m going to sit down and read my Bible—really…
Archive | January, 2010
The Lost Art of the Mother’s Helper
We’re in the middle of a big move. My little family is pulling up our roots (my roots anyway) in California, loading up a moving van and driving a bit north and a bit east, eventually landing in a tiny Rocky Mountain town (my husband’s roots). You may remember that my husband is a Marine–a…
Dug Down Deep
I’ve always identified with Mark Twain’s line, “It ain’t the parts of the Bible that I can’t understand that bother me—it is the parts that I do understand.” It’s been my excuse for staying away from theological debates, it’s been the reason you’ll find me more often in Psalms than in Revelations. But reading Dug…
Haiti in our hearts…
I have four cousins from Haiti. One is a missionary in Africa. One is attending West Point. None of them would be where they are today if it had not been for the love of Uncle Dick and Aunt Dixie in adopting each of them. That love which is a physical picture of a spiritual…
What I would tell myself at 12
Last fall I had the privilege and joy of giving a devotional at my 12 year-old niece’s birthday party, a joint celebration with another friend whose birthday was near. They had invited their very nearest and dearest chums, many of which they had known since kindergarten, and it was a very special affair, held at…
Thoughts for a New Year
“Almost” – such a sad, sad word, Beneath which lies an open grave, Of half-done deeds, and good intentions, Of cowardice that was ‘almost’ brave; Of hard-fought battles ‘almost’ won, Of loving words I ‘almost’ said, Of things I ‘almost’ thought to do, Of times I ‘almost’ stood – but fled. The mounded dust of…
On the reading of the Psalms
The following was written by a dear friend of ours and his sending it to Philip and me was something of a New Year’s gift. I know that you’ll all be glad that he gave me permission to share it with you: Are you a Psalm skimmer? I confess that I am. I often find…
Because Then They are Big
There are times in this life when we think the clock has all but stopped. When we’re little, we can’t wait for our birthday or Christmas. In high school, we can’t see past graduation. For many of us, we eagerly await the arrival of Prince Charming. Sometimes it’s a promotion, or the envelope with our…
