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Refining

Tomorrow. Next month. Next year. 
Detailed future schedules, meticulously stored in digital calendars. 
Vanish. Into thin air. Digital air.
As a corona virus disrupts. Delays. Deletes.
And thieves break in.
Whispering fear. Stealing contentment.
This confining space. A refining place. Reveals. 
Makes plain where best-laid-plans put down roots.
And expectations take hold. 

“Come now, you who say, ‘Today or tomorrow we will travel to such and such a city.…Yet you do not know what tomorrow will bring—what your life will be!…”
James 4:14,15

2020. Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay.
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Making Disciples Memoir

Cry out

This past week, I sit numb. Shaken. Shocked by sheer brutality.

And cry out for the ones who can’t breathe. 

Weep for those with necks slammed against asphalt under the knee of racism. Relentless, insidious racism. Again and again.

The snake slithers. Just beneath the surface of society. Often hidden in the dark. Feeding pride and arrogance. Fear. Prejudice. 

Injustice.

Minneapolis, May 2020. Photo by Josh Hild, Unsplash photos.
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Crossing Cultures Devotional Making Disciples

Confession of our hope

This past week, the stories surface. Continually. Through emails. Personal posts. Press releases. 

Believers holding on to the confession of our hope.

I’m watching for this. The declaration. The profession. The holding fast of Hebrews 10:23. “Let us hold on to the confession of our hope without wavering, since He who promised is faithful.”

And all week long, I hear them.

Their confessions affirm what is real. True. We are sure of what we hope for. Certain of what we do not see. 

Confession of our hope. Hebrews 10