Category: Thoughts

  • Is God Calling Me to Obscurity or Influence?

    Is God Calling Me to Obscurity or Influence?

    As my Dad often said when I was growing up: “If you ask the wrong question, you’ll get the wrong answer.”

  • Use Discretion (& a bucket)

    Use Discretion (& a bucket)

    This is not a call to stop thinking. Call out evil when and where you must. But call out the good too.

  • You’ll Never Be Content Until…

    You’ll Never Be Content Until…

    If you can’t rejoice in your lot today, you won’t be able to rejoice in it tomorrow.

  • Pain is Your Megaphone

    Pain is Your Megaphone

    Pain is not only God’s megaphone to us; it is our megaphone to the world.

  • 5 Questions to Ask Yourself in 2022

    5 Questions to Ask Yourself in 2022

    I love taking time to reflect, and there’s no better built-in time for reflection than at the turning of a new year. Here are 5 questions I’m asking myself in 2022 that are leading me to reflect on God’s goodness and the work he’s doing in my life. As you ask yourself these questions, remember…

  • From Worry to Gratefulness

    From Worry to Gratefulness

    The article below was written for my local newspaper, The Concord Monitor. Dread I used to dread fall.  If I lived in some run-of-the-mill part of the country, you might shrug your shoulders or even agree with me. But how can a person live in New Hampshire and dread fall at the same time? Why…

  • It Only Gets Worse: Hope for Hopeless Times

    It Only Gets Worse: Hope for Hopeless Times

    Just wait—it only gets worse. It’s a statement I’ve heard many times. I first remember hearing it when I became engaged. Always spoken by an unhappily married person, the comment usually went something like this: “You’re happy now, but give it a year or two. It only gets worse.” The comment became much more frequent,…

  • “I’ve Always Been Angry. That’s Just the Way I Am.”

    “I’ve Always Been Angry. That’s Just the Way I Am.”

    “I’ve Always Been Angry. That’s Just the Way I Am.” written by Angela Jeffcott You hear a crash from somewhere in the house followed by a suspicious silence. You race toward the sound and find a vase you rarely use smashed on the floor. Your guilty looking children are crouched nearby with a ball. Despite…