The earth reflects our soul's need for constant revitalization. Our dry lawn shrivels as a plea for rain's kiss. But I do not bother to water the grass. I neglect the turf, much like I dismiss the aches of my clay-flesh. My aching eyes strain, but I resolve to keep my…
To live our fullest, we must pursue life's pure and sacred essence. An imaginative Creator breathed beauty and joy around us to draw us closer into relationship with Him. Fulfillment flows from His Spirit, a source deeper than circumstance. Due to the distractions of this world, our connection to life cannot…
This Sunday, we turn our clocks forward to signify the launch of a new season. Though most of us dread losing an hour of sleep, the onset of spring brightens the world with blessings in such abundance we can soon forget its first groggy dawn. As we put our dark wintry…
The following example dates me, but I'm hoping you'll relate anyway. A drive-through chain once used an advertising campaign featuring an exhausted baker. Commercials showed him rising early and working late in an unchanging routine. One activity defined his life. No matter the hour, he muttered, "Time to make the doughnuts."…
Artists, writers, and creatives depend upon it for productivity. At times, they gasp and scramble to wring a drop from old canvases. Or favorite trees. Anything once shimmering with the dew. Don't shrug at their desperation. Like them, you need inspiration, too. Uninspired life leaves us wandering in a futile desert of…
The car engine won't turn over. Your cell phone darkens. The laptop's screen ignores the power button. Dead batteries impede productivity and leave us helpless. New technology includes rechargeable designs, but failure to plan time to plug in will leave you stranded. Optimal life maintains consistent personal energy required to succeed…
I peered over the kitchen sink to check my herbs. Spider mites crawled over the remains of yesterday's sprouts. A few hardy gnats swarmed among the carcasses of their siblings, which I'd doused with organic weaponry two days before. I emptied the last of my seeds into the not-so-jiffy pots and…
I pry my tongue from the pasty mire on the roof of my mouth. Parting my chapped lips, I heave in a breath of sultry air. Perspiration streams down my legs as I trudge across the parking lot. I struggle with a dizzy urge to hustle out of the August glare. My body…
“You are the light of the world. A town built on a hill cannot be hidden. Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house. In the same way, let your light…
Bruise hollows deepen my eye sockets. Despite attempts at heat-styling, my locks frazzle. I slouch before the mirror and marvel at the unkempt stranger glaring back at me.When darkness surrounds the eyes, the body sinks into shadow. Matthew 6:23 piques my interest. Drained strength correlates with grey-shrouded lids the way focus aligns…