Moving With God

Matt preached on Sunday, and his sermon tied in so nicely to my thoughts from Saturday, it really helped me do more processing and kind of settle my spirit in terms of home and belonging and all that jazz. His main focus was 1 John 3:1 – See what great love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God! And that is...

I have been slowly making my way through Psalm 119, reading it just a stanza per day. I think taking it so slow is allowing me to savour passages I’d normally skim over, and it is gradually rekindling my appetite to read Scripture (because that has faded the last little while).

Last night the passage I read included verse 19: I am only a...

The only reason Matt and I have a landline is because our building requires it in order for us to buzz people in. We both have cell phones, and while I sometimes make calls on the landline to save my minutes, it is rare that we receive any incoming calls other than visitors needing into the building or telemarketers.

Tonight the phone rang, and we...

It has been two and a half years since Matt and I moved to our apartment. In that time I have had so many mixed feelings about living here – in this building and in this community. Sometimes I love it, and sometimes I feel trapped and want to start over in a new city. Sometimes I see so much potential to serve God and be fulfilled, and other...