Biblical flash fiction based on John 19:38-42 (and the other gospels).
“Get me an audience with Pilate. Now.” Joseph’s servant nodded and stepped away, soon lost in the dispersing crowd, but Joseph couldn’t move. He tried not to think about the twelve-year-old who had amazed him in the temple more than two decades earlier. He forced himself to breathe again and steadied his hands.
Now for the eyes. They hadn’t left Jesus since a centurion thrust his spear into Jesus’ side. Look away, Joseph. You have to look away. You have to take care of this, even if He isn’t what you anticipated. Jesus deserves that much. Continue reading
My father taught me how to mow the yard. It was a huge yard, and we had a riding mower. At first, I was so small that my foot wouldn’t reach the brake. When I was finished mowing, I had to drive around until I found my Dad, who would run up beside me, then hop along with one foot on the brake until the mower stopped. My Mom stayed inside, refusing even to look out the windows. Continue reading
Martha, Martha, Martha. Oh wait, wrong reference–one you’d have to be of a certain age to understand: the Brady Bunch age. Marcia Brady could order delivery pizza. Martha in the New Testament could not.
In my post for Pastor’s Wives this month, I share my heart about Martha, the much-maligned sibling of Mary and Lazarus. Put yourself in her shoes for a minute and ask yourself what you would have done when the Messiah walked into your living room (Luke 10:38-42). Continue reading
Sometimes my Type-A, list-making tendencies get in the way of my Sabbath observance. My to-do list is a Sabbath-stealer.
Going for a walk on a sunny, Sunday afternoon is, for me, a Sabbath-strengthener.
My guest post for Jeanne Doyon this week reviews some key points from our Sabbathing series and helps us all sort the Sabbath-strengtheners from the Sabbath-stealers. (They may be different for each of us.) Click on over, especially if you love a completed to-do list! Then leave me a comment there or come back here to share.
I love a good to-do list, but when I studied #Sabbath, God didn’t give me a list. Guess it’s #NotAboutMe…or my #ToDoList. (click to tweet)
One lone knight riding off to battle? Well, that’s just sad. But a squadron of knights riding off under the banner of a tried-and-true leader? That’s inspiring!
In this guest post for Heather Bock, I dig into what it means to “walk worthy” of the gospel (Philippians 1:27). I geek out just a little on word definitions, but there’s also lots of imagery, including a measuring stick, me at sixteen years old, and some knights in shining armor. Intrigued? Click on over.
The Standard of Our Name: of knights and measuring sticks and surnames. A #NotAboutMe guest post for @heatherbethbock via @Carole_Sparks. #WalkWorthy (click to tweet)
I am not a singer. I want to be, but I’m not. Still, I can belt out worship songs with the best of them…as long as the people around me are a little forgiving.
I like to worship beside my husband who, like me, sings out loud (even when he doesn’t know the tune yet) and raises his hands with the best of them Continue reading
Psalm 131. Job 3, Job 38:1-42:6.
I used to have so many questions,
So many “hows” and “whys.”
I looked to God for the answers;
I searched the earth and skies. Continue reading