What Do You Want Me To Do For You?
The beggar was so confident of what he wanted. He simply wanted to see. Forget the money he would lose from the people who took pity on him. Forget the disappointment he might feel at things not being as exciting as he had hoped. Forget the other senses being dulled when he received sight. "Lord, I want to see!"
The Temptation of Christ...and Us
I first heard this story as a child, probably accompanied by an illustrated Bible or a flannel board story. Christ being tempted by the devil. It made no sense to me.
Tuesday Night Dinner Club - Revived!
After we finished our salads, we all poured more of the raspberry dressing in our bowls and dipped bread in it. Seriously delish. "The dressing is so bright it looks fake," Jeroen said. "Shut up and eat your salad," I replied.
Belief vs Action
I know what I am in Christ. I know what I am capable of through Christ. Yet I hold back. I restrain myself. And why - for fear of looking stupid, fear of disappointment, fear of being wrong, fear of failing.
"Dump It All"
The realization settled on me - this was all that was left of her life. Everything she bought, everything she carefully considered and saved up for, every piece of art she had decided to hang on her wall - all of it was gone.
Forget Not the Benefits
At times I ask myself is it worth it. There are days when I ask God how He can think it's fair that I go through certain things, how can it be fair that those of us who have given up our lives to follow Him are going through pain or trial?
The Delp Women
I am favored beyond reason to be a part of a family with a beautiful legacy of redemption, grace, and intercession.
Happy Birthday, Dad.
Being a pastor's kid has all sorts of implications. There's a strange element about watching the pastor of your church walk around your house in the morning, tuck you in at night, and lose his temper.
Dinner Club - Baked Chicken and Asparagus
Tonight was night one of dinner club with my dearest friend. (Where we take turns choosing a new recipe and then cook it on the same night - sort of the only way we can do dinner together.)
The French Horn Player
Isn't it true that each one of us, with discipline and drive and passion, can do things that we have only dreamed of? Why do we dream of things and never move to see them fulfilled?
The Dinner Club.
From a continent away, we will make the same (new) recipe for dinner, share from afar the experience of cooking it, eat it, and then talk about it. What?? We're girls. Girls do silly things like that.
Don't Be A Pick-tim! (HA!)
I can feel the resistance. No one wants to take the pessimistic route. We all think that if we’re careful enough, smart enough, that the pickpockets won’t get us. But that means that we instantly feel stupid and accountable if we become victims of these Artful Dodgers.
Happy Birthday, Vinita
She goes about her day - brushing the dog, sweeping the floor, playing piano, reading, whatever it may be - with a grace that few others achieve. Not the kind of grace of someone who is arrogant or putting on a show; but the kind born of simple love.
The Best Day
It seemed as if God had led me to this place simply to get me to sit still, be quiet, and listen. Or wait. Or simply appreciate the beauty of the moment.
2010 Christmas Music Review
Hallelujah? As in, Leonard Cohen’s Hallelujah?! NO!!!! Back away slowly, Susan Boyle. This is Jeff Buckley territory. Don’t Dream It’s Over? On a Christmas album? Who left I Dreamed a Dream off of this album?! YAWN AWARD.
What’s The Word…?
He was awkward, wearing a business suit and seemed to be aware she was a little out of his league (and she was). As they talked, he got bolder and bolder, sometimes touching her arm or her waist. Several times he leaned in and just before he got his kiss, she would lean her head back and laugh.
Happy Mother’s Day, Mom.
- I hear she is great to shop with, but I hate shopping. So, ask my sister or Lyndsay and Rachel’s mom.- She whines about her glasses always being dirty as she is holding them in her hands and rubbing them with her fingers.- She knows every song written by James Taylor, and with most of the hits of the 70s she can tell you right where she was when she listened to it.