Embodying Love

“But to you who are listening I say: love your enemies, do good to those who hate you.” The topic of “enemies” doesn’t feel very Christmasy this time of year. Many of us would rather talk about the three kinds of love that are found in the Greek or what it means to love your spouse better, or antidotes on parenting. But nobody wants to learn how to love and serve your Mormon neighbors or…

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Embodying Joy

Our vision is far too short-sighted and our Jesus far too small. So we wallow. We pity ourselves and our circumstances. We shut our lives off from the rest of the world to cope leaving the hungry unfed and the conversations left unsaid. We are stopping-short instead of conflict instead of leaning in. We avoid aisles and streets and people to keep from those uncomfortable moments. We veer our eyes away so as not to feel guilt. But we are all guilty. Guilty of foreboding joy…

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Embodying Peace

In our current political climate, we are in desperate need of peace. Even more so, we are in desperate need of those who embody peace, who are bearers of peace. It’s a real mess out there and the turbulence has everyone up in arms, ready for battle. At this point, peace feels like some fantasy wish dream that will come and go as quickly as our Christmas decorations and we will be back at it in January.

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Embodying Hope

Hope often comes to us not as we expect. It doesn’t come crashing through our despair as many of us wish it would, armored for battle, fighting by our side. It comes to us small and fragile and quiet. So we tend to doubt it. I myself have a complicated relationship with hope. After battling with infertility for over seven years, I have come to resent hope in its smallness and quiet, as if it’s taunting me to believe in something I haven’t experienced any victory in.

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When your distractions need a good beat-down this Advent season…

“You worship what you ultimately find most beautiful.” (Dr. Paul Metzger)

This Advent season I have found myself more distracted than ever. It could be a combination of starting a new job, then starting my Masters, and planning a trip to Europe for In-vitro. All of it seemed to come crashing onto my shores at one this fall and I found myself looking for high ground. Especially in media and TV once again: My “go-to” escape.

Can we become addicted to our distractions?

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