I know it doesn’t make much sense. Someone reflected back to me last week that it is true–I have been holding onto the hem of Jesus’ cloak, following Him amicably, grumpily, begrudgingly for 18 years. The number doesn’t make sense. Over half of my life has been spent following a God I cannot see, believingContinue reading “Great Is Thy Faithfulness”
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The Chaos of Being Loved
Wake up. Poor coffee. Sit in the chair at the head of the table and overlook the kids and their tablets, my chaos and my loves. We move through the motions of attendance, zoom calls, schoolwork, repeat. Weeks of chaos brought a consistency and routine that is chaotic from the outside but rhythmic for me.Continue reading “The Chaos of Being Loved”
Quarantine Diary: Could Be Worse
Today marks 21 days since we started social distancing, quarantine, and being home. While yesterday the schools were pronounced closed until the next school year, today we move forward. Yesterday I listened to music and cried. I was folding laundry, and the weight of reality hit me hard. I just cried. It is like theContinue reading “Quarantine Diary: Could Be Worse”
Steps Toward the Creator
Before I knew what I was doing, I was being who I was. There’s a lot less fear when you are unaware of the effects of living a free life. Not that there are ramifications, but when you are newly free, you aren’t easily jaded by the circumstances you find yourself in. As time goesContinue reading “Steps Toward the Creator”
What It Isn’t
Sometimes I wonder what people would say about us if they lived like a fly on the wall in our house, watching our everyday. I quickly realize I’m better off not knowing. Our home is my safest place, which means, it’s where I can be my ugliest. Sure, the no make-up, hair a mess, wearing-baby-puke-as-an-accessoryContinue reading “What It Isn’t”
The Welcome Spaces of My Life
“Oh Lord Jesus.” I rubbed my forehead as the words came out. How many times have I raised my voice today? How often do I have to correct them before they finally get it? Sometimes the best I can do is saying those three words. Sometimes prayer doesn’t come naturally, and all I really wantContinue reading “The Welcome Spaces of My Life”
From Here
I can almost hear the collective sigh of “We made it out alive” as we all finally shut the door to 2017. Maybe it was a great year, maybe it sucked. From here, I’m glad I came out in one piece. My word for 2017 was “satisfied”. I wanted to live content with what IContinue reading “From Here”
JANELLE DELAGRANGE 