When I chose to step away from my 33 years of work as a local pastor to enter mediation, it was in obedience to a clear direction from Jesus. In March 2018 God had said “You have two more years at Westside.” Then, the door opened to train in mediation, and I stepped away. Over…
“Thank you for being my little salesman today, Philip. You did a great job.” The words surprised Phillip who was not used to compliments. Today’s story of his trip to the paint store brought a shift to his experience of life. Have small things caused your life to change? Join Phillip as he makes life discoveries through the safe relationships in his life.
A year ago I read Celeste Headlee’s great book We Need To Talk: How to Have Conversations that Matter. In it, she tells of an experiment that has stuck with me. A group of people were taken into a room and told a piece of news the leaders had literally made up themselves. It was…
Phillip finds himself in the home of Maggie and Henry, the sweetest, down-to-earth folk imaginable. His time with them births many discoveries, one of his gift for music. And another was the opportunity for he and his mom to work together to get back into the house. Through hardship, hope is birthed.
Recovery from any violation takes time but we often don’t want to take the time it takes. I know for me, I’ve wanted to rush it, deny it, bypass it. But it takes time. I remember when I first recalled the abuse and tell of a recent experience of encountering Jesus
Phillip ran. He ran, tripped and fell, and then blindly ran more into the park, with his dog Skye. Terrified, surrounded by wind and storm, he ended up in a root cave tree and there encountered Jesus. Read this next installment of Phillip’s experience with Jesus and the servants Jesus sends to rescue him.
Black enters and eats away at Phillip when the adults argue. This time, running to his closet, he hears a Voice and what the Voice says makes all the difference.
How can you handle the anger at the lies and disinformation of this COVID season? What can we do in response? Where can we again find hope and refuge? Seeking answers myself, I remembered God. God made all the difference. Find the rocks upon which to stand.