Does anyone remember the famous line from the 1980’s sitcom Different Strokes? Something doesn’t compute with Arnold Jackson. This little boy tilts his head, scrunches up his face, and makes his confusion known. Say it with me: “Whatchoo talkin’ ’bout Willis?” I had a moment like that recently. In my prayer time, I was asking … Continue reading The Lord is not slow. Say what?
Noticing the Schemes of the Accuser
This morning I had to wake up early. That’s not completely unusual for me, but today it was my responsibility to drive my daughter to school. While this isn’t that big of a deal, it did mean that the time I usually have to myself first thing in the morning was reallocated. I’m used to … Continue reading Noticing the Schemes of the Accuser
Susceptible to Comfort
A friend of mine called me yesterday – struggling. I was so proud of her for admitting that she wasn’t doing fine (it’s tough to ask for help in the best of times), and I felt honored that she reached out to me. We both felt encouraged by the end of the call. It’s odd … Continue reading Susceptible to Comfort