just me…

I used to think I knew it all. When life got hard, and I realized I didn’t, I started spending time seeking the perfect formula to solve all my problems. I tried to change things—people, situations, locations, myself. One day I woke up to the bitter emptiness of defeat and realized, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t solve the real problem—the condition of my heart. The formulas weren’t working! The fulfillment of my own sought-after expectations would never give me the life I longed for. That’s when I discovered that real Life is a Person—Jesus Christ! Since that day, I’ve been living out my hours—my seconds—my days—seeking to know and live in the crucified, risen Christ alone. That’s what this blog is mostly about.

The Proccess…

When Dad brought home the redbud "tree" (a gift from a friend) and planted it by the patio at the house on Markland, Mom told me she thought to herself, "there is no way that stick will grow into a redbud tree." And I think about how often I look at the "sticks" God has gifted to me and wonder how His glory could ever be displayed through them, and then I am reminded that death brings life, and believing is seeing, and it is good that one should wait quietly for the salvation of the Lord because He is faithful! It may have once looked like a lifeless stick, but now that lovely little tree, full of the glory of the Lord, is the first thing you see when you walk up to the house!