Being Beloved

When The Almighty Hides Us

I read a story from Corrie Ten Boom in her book, A Prisoner And Yet. Corrie tells about her experience of arriving at a concentration camp and passing through the guards searching for any contraband. She had a bible hidden in her dress. She wanted to keep this bible so she prayed: “Lord, cause now […]

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The Comfort of Being Hemmed In

I love small jewel box type rooms. The ones Victorian houses are famous for. Every room is it’s own sequestered nook. No modern day open floor plan where all the family activities are done in the same big open space. The Victorians made lovely draped in rooms. Specific rooms for specific activities. The library for […]

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If I Walk Into The Bramble

It is not that God hides his path from us, He does not take us down pathways only to leave us there with nothing but an intersection ahead. I imagine God standing there on the main path watching me as I run into some beautiful meadow and pick flowers to take home and put in […]

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Clarity of Winter

Clarity seems to come when we get quiet. When we clear away dying things that are no longer useful. When we stop asking others for direction and go straight to the God who “knows when I sit down and when I rise up; You discern my thoughts from afar.” (Psalm 139:2). If there ever was […]

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Hope

When life seems up to the determination of other humans, in a world where a soul can be to small to matter, life is cheapened. A life’s existence seems to hinge on how much space you take up. The grief stricken saint kneeling down where no one sees offers up only tears and sighs. In […]

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