Maybe

The truth is, I’m not good with ‘maybe’s. I love me a ‘yes’. I can handle a ‘not yet’, and I’ve even gotten better at receiving a ‘no.’ But is anyone else exhausted by the ‘maybe’?

When God gives a ‘yes’ we offer thanksgiving. When He hands us a ‘not-yet’ we navigate it with endurance and patience.  When we hear the dreaded ‘no’, like Jesus we grieve, surrender and accept. But a ‘maybe’? What’s the right response to a ‘maybe’?

Death days

July 9.

It seems appropriate that my last post was about piles of stones, because I woke up today realizing I do have them.  I do have ebeneezers floating around to remind me of the ways I’ve been delivered.  My piles of stones are dates on the calendar.  Dates that remind me of faithfulness. Dates that remind me that when the bottom falls out and you fear the free fall, another ledge will catch you somewhere in the dark.

Stones to remember

Tell your kids about ME.  Put these stones here, where they will see them.  And when they ask: ‘what are these rocks? Why do we have this big pile of stones here?’  Then speak. Tell them of the day I parted the waters so you – all 40,000 of you – could be free. Could walk toward rest.  Tell them the story of that day so that would know who their God is.  

I read that story in Joshua this morning and I keep thinking about how terribly vulnerable it must feel to have a pile of rocks laying around that likely represent one of the most sacred days of your life.   That anyone could see and ask about at any time.

Let’s talk about something light and fluffy: Women & the Church? Anyone?

It’s been a year since the last Women’s Thing and after it was over I remember thinking: I wonder what topic we’ll cover next year when I do this again?  I honestly didn’t imagine there would be many new cultural/church developments around women to emerge.  That was before Kavanaugh, before the Beth Moore madness, before the Houston Chronicle’s article on abuse in the SBC.

Instead of another convo about all the nuances of theology and dividing lines can we just have a convo about the things I *think* we all agree on: women are valuable to Jesus, women are necessary to the Kingdom of God.  And many women don’t feel that way, so, what’s the disconnect?  And what do we do about it?

Maundy Thursday is here.

Tonight @ 7 PM at Providence House, I’ll be leading a small group of folks through a guided prayer thing to help us enter into Maundy Thursday with Jesus. If you can’t join us, you can snag the audio on The In Process Collective resource page and do the experience at home.

It is Maundy Thursday, more than any other day, where I find myself in Your suffering and I am convinced of the incomparable strength of Your love. This day a couple a thousand years ago You were staring down Your worst fears.