What’s the soundtrack of your life, right now?

Take a moment.


Is there a song playing in your head? Maybe you have music coursing through your headphones at the moment or perhaps Starbucks has a particularly decent playlist going. Forget all that.


If you could say to your friend, your lover, your boss: Listen to this. This is my life, right now. What song would you play?


I have spent the past ten minutes flipping through my music library. I scoured my old school Over the Rhine and Ella Fitzgerald collections. I headed to Mumford and Sons. Is it Awake My Soul? Not quite. I have been playing Camila Cabello’s Havana on repeat for weeks as I’ve worked to finish a short documentary series on Cuba.


But the soundtrack of my life, right now?


If I asked you, “How are you really?” what song would you play me?


I’d play you Hymn for the Weekend by Coldplay. Definitely. I just needed time to discover—and remember—how I am really.


I listened to this song on repeat during a flight to Havana this summer. It was suppose to be the last shoot of that documentary series. I hadn’t slept for days in preparation for it. I was scared. I was sad. Those two emotions aren’t my norm nor my intimates.


But as I listened to that song, I entrusted myself to the hope in it…to the God of Hope in it. The shoot was a bit of a disaster up until the end. Nonetheless, the series has had a miraculous rescue. It’s better than I imagined.


Now the words of the song are a part of me. Yes, that’s me. Right now.


Oh, angel sent from up above
You know you make my world light up
When I was down, when I was hurt
You came to lift me up
Life is a drink and love’s a drug
Oh now I think I must be miles up
When I was a river dried up
You came to rain a flood


I feel buoyed by hope. I’m so grateful for the God of Hope’s rescue. And during such a tough recent season, I realized several friends have helped me live into this soundtrack…they’ve helped make it mine. What a gift!


And it’s got me thinking. We actually can help others own a better soundtrack for their lives. Right now.


Today, I can encourage a friend…perhaps even a stranger…to have a better soundtrack…one full of comfort or courage, grace or sultry love. Amazing.


So, cheers to that!


I’d love to hear what your soundtrack is, right now. And please do share if someone has helped make yours better…or you’ve done that for another recently.


I must admit, I’ve recently fallen head over heals for Hafiz. Here’s a little of his soundtrack.


I am

A hole in a flute

That the Christ’s breath moves through—

Listen to this Music.

–Hafiz, The Gift translated by Daniel Ladinsky




Makes the universe admit a


“I am

Really just a tambourine,

Grab hold,

Play me

Against your warm

Thigh.” –Hafiz, The Gift translated by Daniel Ladinsky


May music infuse your very being today. And may it be a dance party that welcomes others in.


3 Ways to Live to the Hilt + Embrace Rest in 2018

As we set out on the adventure of 2018, let’s make sure we know where our favorite rest stops are along the way. We’ll likely have no idea what kind of energy, sacrifice, and effort we’ll need to expend this year, but we can think about ways that are sure to refresh us.


Here are three ways I plan to replenish en route. I encourage you to identify and embrace yours this year.




I admit it. I am more and more distractible. Being surrounded by screens and bombarded with notifications my brain has become itchy. So, I’ve decided to do two things this year: 1) give myself screen-free breaks and 2) savor screen-free time with friends.


Give myself screen-free breaks. When I’ve needed a break from work, I’ve taken a few minutes to scroll through IG or FB, listen to NPR or even play a couple of rounds of solitaire on my phone. The change has been minimally helpful but rarely rejuvenating.


I go from my laptop to my phone and back again…seeing, hearing, interacting nonstop. That’s what an engaged individual in the 21st does, right? Yet, more and more evidence shows that our brains need boredom. We need time without external input so we have space to internally process our world—daydream, problem-solve, create and synthesize our memories.


Here’s an article on the link between boredom and creativity: https://qz.com/1020976/the-scientific-link-between-boredom-and-creativity/


I’ve schedule two five-minute screen-free breaks a day. It’s such a small act, but I’m excited to reclaim a little boredom…and gain more creativity this year.


Savor screen-free time with friends. I recently visited several friends in Colorado. I noticed such a difference in the quality of connection when I had my phone out of sight. Whether it was snow-shoeing, being in a hot-tub or staying in a yurt, laughter multiplied and time felt elongated being in these offline settings with dear friends. It reminded me how important shared play and adventures are, even as an adult (or…especially as an adult).


Here are a couple of my favorite quotes and invitations to be more present:


For Presence

by John O’Donohue

Awaken to the mystery of being here

and enter the quiet immensity of your own presence

Have joy and peace in the temple of your senses.

Receive encouragement when new frontiers beckon.

Respond to the call of your gift and the courage to

follow its path.

Let the flame of anger free you of all falsity.

May warmth of heart keep your presence aflame.

May anxiety never linger about you.

May your outer dignity mirror an inner dignity of soul.

Take time to celebrate the quiet miracles that seek

no attention.

Be consoled in the secret symmetry of your soul.

May you experience each day as a sacred gift woven

around the heart of wonder.

To Bless The Space Between Us: A Book of Blessings, Pg 42


“Wherever you are, be all there! Live to the hilt every situation you believe to be the will of God.”― Jim Elliot




When do you feel most present—most present to others, to God, to yourself? Are there places or people that invite you to a deeper sense of rest? How might you invest more time this year with those people and in those places?


I’d love to hear about that and any practices you have to cultivate presence. Do share!




The more I breathe the air of the Information Age and move about in a world where IRL has be identified, I need wonder. I need more and more wonder.


Surprise me with a small, generous gesture. Give me beauty and grandeur to recalibrate my soul.


Let’s get out of the office, the house, the shopping mall for five-minutes and look up together. Find figures in the clouds. Spot a hawk. Hear the sky tell us a story. I need that. I want that.


This year I’ve committed myself to a few ways of chasing wonder.

Nature. I crave motion in the great outdoors. Admittedly, I go stir-crazy without it. But it’s not simply that. My thoughts tend to get crisper, my prayers more honest and my heart more at rest when I’m in nature. So, I’m trying to get time outside five days a week…no matter how cold it is (burrr).

Children. There are few things on earth like the laughter of children. While I’m not a mom (though have longed to be), children have a way of grounding me in wonder…whether it’s chasing them, or spinning them around, or hearing about their day. I’m so grateful for friends who have welcomed me into the lives of their children. I’m committed to showing up to that invitation—and all the contagious laughter that goes with it—as much as I can this year.


Reflection. I’m trying to end each day with a couple of moments to reflect on where I experienced wonder and also how I experienced disruption. This helps me remember wonder—and pause again to give thanks. I’ve also added a practice of noting any conflict or frustration. The hope is to try to deal with and release each day’s disruption to make more room for tomorrow’s wonder.


Here are a couple of quotes from two people well acquainted with wonder:


“I have one talent, and that is the capacity to be tremendously surprised, surprised at life, at ideas. This is to me the supreme Hasidic imperative: Don’t be old. Don’t be stale.” ― Abraham Joshua Heschel


“The multiplicity of forms! The hummingbird,

the fox, the raven, the sparrow hawk, the

otter, the dragonfly, the water lily! And

on and on. It must be a great disappointment

to God if we are not dazzled at least ten

times a day.” — Mary Oliver, Good Morning




When\where\with whom do you tend to experience wonder? When was the last time you were so lost in beauty, laughter or reverie that you simultaneously lost self-awareness and yet felt fully yourself?




To me, gratitude is like Golden Hour. It softens, beautifies and can even magically transform situations.

I’m trying to start every day with “Thank you.” “Thank you” whispered to God. “Thank you” written out in my journal pages. “Thank you” said when reading Scripture and making my coffee. “Thank you” texts to dear friends and those I go on dates with, even if they’re one-date-dates. “Thank you” to cashiers and kind kids and people in traffic. And I find when I start my day off with “Thank you” the gratitude tends flow more naturally the rest of the day.


And, when I’m disappointed, frustrated or angry with someone…or myself, I am attempting to pause first. Before I rant and react, I try to think about my appreciation for that person…or myself. It’s not that disappointment, frustration and anger aren’t valid emotions to have but they’re not as good at illuminating an entire scene as gratitude (that Golden Hour).


Here are a few odes to thankfulness:


“I would maintain that thanks are the highest form of thought, and that gratitude is happiness doubled by wonder.” —G. K. Chesterton


“Gratitude is the healthiest of all human emotions. The more you express gratitude for what you have, the more likely you will have even more to express gratitude for.” —Zig Ziglar


“Be thankful for what you have; you’ll end up having more. If you concentrate on what you don’t have, you will never, ever have enough.” —Oprah Winfrey

“Bless the notebook that I always carry in

my pocket.

And the pen.

Bless the words with which I try to say

what I see, think, or feel.

With gratitude for the grace of the earth.

The expected and the exception, both.

For all the hours I have been given to

be in this world.”

Mary Oliver, Good Morning




Perhaps you too find gratitude to invigorate you as well. Maybe you have different ways of thinking about it, practicing it, expressing it. I’d love to hear. I’d also enjoy finding out what other ways you plan to refresh yourself this year.


Whatever ways you chose to re-energize en route, may rest, joy and meaning mark your 2018. Cheers to life abundantly. May you live it to the hilt!

Do Whatever. Part Three of Advent-Epiphany: Befriending Action as You Wait

Is there something you still desire?


No matter how many times you put it on your New Year’s Resolutions list, you set it as a goal or even whisper it as a prayer another year goes by and you’re reminded you don’t have enough control in the world to make it happen.


Desire > control = can suck.


I ask you if you have a long-running longing not to depress you but rather to encourage you. Embedded in desire is hope. But it can leave us with this question: how do we take action when we’re waiting on things not fully in our control?


During the past couple of years I have found myself living in the epicenter of that question. I’d like to share a snatch of my story and invite you to reflect on yours, and then together explore the story of Mary as we come to the close of our Advent/Epiphany series.


So, here’s a snapshot of my story: three years ago my little world in Colorado got utterly upturned when the company I worked for had sudden layoffs. I had moved out to Fort Collins only a couple of years prior, yet my roots had gone down swift and deep. I had discovered a land that taught my heart to rest, and a people who showed me home. But with the type of work I do I couldn’t find a way to stay.


As I waited to find a new job and still dreamt of a family of my own (husband and mothering in some form), I took a bold action–one bolder than I even knew at the time. I shoved all my belongings into a storage unit and set out to bear witness to stories of others who too were taking action even in the midst of limited control (i.e., Syrian and Iraqi refugees as well as Cuban entrepreneurs).

Note, I thought I was just packing this storage unit for a summer.

Before I share more, I’m curious if there’s been a time in your life when you did something that felt bold, perhaps even surprising? Maybe you took a new job that would stretch you, went on a trip that would expand you, embraced a relationship that would grow you, or started a creative project that would expose and extend you. How was that?


Why did you act? Why did you risk it?


One of the things I love most about Scripture is that it’s riddled with people taking bold (and sometimes awkward) action. Jesus’ earliest days on earth are chocked full of encounters with people moving through the mysterious with courageous action.


During this Advent and Epiphany season we’ve looked at Elizabeth, Simeon and Anna doing this. Now, to Mary’s story.


Mary, a teenager living in Palestine, gets accosted by the angel Gabriel and told she will be the mother of the Messiah…while she’s still a virgin. So wild, right?


Two things strike me about Mary’s response to this surprising plotline God had up His sleeve.


  1. When invited into an epic adventure, Mary says, “I’m in.”


She responds to the angel Gabriel’s audacious announcement this way:


Mary (deciding in her heart): “Here I am, the Lord’s humble servant. As you have said, let it be done to me.” Luke 1:38


  1. Mary responds from an intimate understanding of God’s good character and her own people’s plight.


Who knows the thousand conversations Mary had with friends and family and her fiancé Joseph after the Spirit impregnates her (did I mention…so wild, right?).


What we are privy to is an encounter with her cousin Elizabeth. When Elizabeth says, “You are blessed of all of women and the child you have will be blessed” Mary responds with a poetic song.


It’s reminiscent of Hannah’s poetic response centuries before[1]. Mary had been immersed in the Scripture and had embodied the waiting of her people. The poetic prayer, likely is in the form of a song (The Magnificat), has spiritual, social and political imagery. Mary celebrates God for being a mighty Liberator, flipping the script of those who had been waiting long with little control. God was ushering in the Great Reversals: the humble would be elevated; the poor would be made rich; those waiting would finally receive extravagantly.


Here’s Mary’s song:


Mary: My soul lifts up the Lord!

My spirit celebrates God, my Liberator!

For though I’m God’s humble servant,

God has noticed me.

Now and forever,

I will be considered blessed by all generations.

For the Mighty One has done great things for me;

holy is God’s name!

From generation to generation,

God’s loving kindness endures

for those who revere Him.

God’s arm has accomplished mighty deeds.

The proud in mind and heart,

God has sent away in disarray.

The rulers from their high positions of power,

God has brought down low.

And those who were humble and lowly,
God has elevated with dignity.

The hungry—God has filled with fine food.
The rich—God has dismissed with nothing in their hands.

To Israel, God’s servant,

God has given help,
As promised to our ancestors,
remembering Abraham and his descendants in mercy forever. Luke 1:47-55


Mary had a sense of how God acted because she had an intimate understanding of who God was. And she was willing to embrace whatever adventure He invited her into.


In those early days of Jesus’ birth Mary encountered shepherds, wise men, Simon, Anna and a heavenly host of angels all rejoicing in the coming of the Messiah, the birth of Jesus, her son.


She treasured this in her heart.


Then…years passed, decades accumulated. Three decades of her treasuring the words of promise, the hope of the Great Reversal…and nothing.


Mary did all the messy work of mothering this Messiah as she waited and waited. She had seen Jesus image God’s character and love, but then came a time she wanted to see action.


The moment comes when Mary has had enough. She’s at a wedding with her Messiah son and tragedy strikes. The wine runs out. It may seem like just a party foul, but in her day weddings were one of the most important events of a lifetime. Families’ reputations were tied to the success or failure of ones…for generations.


Here’s what plays out (told by John in chapter two of his Gospel).


“Mary: “The host stands on the brink of embarrassment; there are many guests, and there is no more wine.”

Jesus: “Dear woman, is it our problem they miscalculated when buying wine and inviting guests? My time has not arrived.”

But she turned to the servants.

Mary: “Do whatever my son tells you.” John 2:3-5


This is such an earthy interaction. Mary totally seems like the pushy Middle Eastern

mom. And Jesus seems like the reluctant and slightly apathetic son. You could easily read snippiness all into it.


But Mary knows Jesus’ character…and capacity. She knows her son is the mighty Liberator, the God of the Great Reversals. And Jesus acts. He not only responds, he acts extravagantly. He apparently turns over 100 gallons of water into the most exquisite wine. It’s beyond extravagant!


According to John’s Gospel, this is Jesus’ first miracle. This is the first time we see the Divine act like only the Divine can. And it comes after mother Mary implores Him to do so.




I’m still mystified by the paradox of God’s Sovereignty and our agency. But what I take from Mary’s story is that when we get acquainted with God’s character we are better poised to respond to the adventures He invites us into and to initiate action…even in our waiting.


I’m learning that more and more.


This past week I was out in Colorado again. I visited dear friends, stayed in a yurt and did some epic snowshoeing. I felt so alive, so at home. While there I also stopped by my storage unit. Yes, my belongings are still there.


I’ve yet to establish a home again. However, I’ve had the opportunity to tell stories of refugees, direct a documentary series in Cuba, travel to over twenty countries, co-found a media company and as I’ve waited for a family of my own, I’ve been collected up into families across the States. My sense of family has expanded like never before. And even more so, I have gotten more acquainted with God’s character, more at home in Him, as I wait for things beyond my control.


Now to your story: remember that bold action you did sometime in your life? How did it stretch you? What did you discover about yourself? Did you discover something about God’s character? What was it?


This year I encourage you to do two things: 1) invest time getting better acquainted with the character of God, and 2) take bold action, even in the limitations of control.


Spiritual Practices


  1. Commit to listening/contemplating. How do you get to know God’s character as good and powerful?


It’s evident that Mary knew Scripture and it says she treasured the words of God’s people in her heart.


For me reading Scripture, journaling, being out in nature, conversing and praying with trusted friends, reading thoughtful books and listening to soulful music are vital ways to connect.


One of my favorite apps during this extended season of transition has been Pray As You Go. I highly recommend it. – https://www.pray-as-you-go.org

Go to Today’s Prayer for the 12 or so minutes of music, hear fabulous Jesuit Brits read you Scripture and ask contemplative questions. Such a gift!


I can’t resist mentioning, this summer I encountered fear of failure in such a potent way. I felt like it was going to take me down. I recently read through my journal from that time and saw how God was holding me through Scripture and His loving presence, even when everything in me felt like I was sinking. When we posture ourselves to listen to God, we may not always recognize God’s voice of love in the moment. But over time it becomes a part of our very being.


  1. Do whatever. As we grow more connected with God we often feel more liberated to act.


What actions do you hope to pursue this year?


Instead of New Year’s Resolutions, I name my years. I’ve decided 2018 is my Year of Abundance. There are three things I am asking/acting upon 1) To grow in my craft as a storyteller as well as leader of young storytellers. 2) To enter into a vibrant romantic relationship 3) To write.


I realize taking action on these three has the potential of exacting and awkward moments. But I can’t help but believe—like Mary—I’ve been invited into an epic adventure. And so have you.


Godspeed as you listen and act in 2018.


“May all that is unlived in you

Blossom into a future

Graced with love.” John O’Donohue

[1] 1 Samuel 2:1-10


Hungry. Part Two of Advent: Befriending Desire as You Wait

When was the last time you’ve been stomach-growling-I-could-eat-a-horse hungry?


Maybe it’s not been since bikini season…or maybe your stomach is torturing you with hunger pains right now (and reading the word hungry is only making it worse…sorry).


Here’s a confession: up until recently I couldn’t remember when I felt truly hungry. (And yes, I recognize the ridiculous privilege in that statement.) I’ve just had a habit of pre-empting hunger. Why wait to get hungry when you can eat now…and now…and now. Right?


You may already be thinking it…so I’ll just say it. Hunger is such a buzz-kill topic during the holiday season. And this post isn’t a how-to for avoiding the cookie platter in the breakroom this week or an emotional plea for starving children in the midst of Christmas commercialism (though both beneficial topics). This post is ultimately about our deepest desires…and what happens to them when we wait.


So, what do you most want right now? How long have you been waiting for it?


What if all our waiting—all those hunger pains and heartaches—compounded value like interest? What if waiting well could make us more present, more discerning, and more grateful?


As we continue on this Advent adventure, we’re invited not to dismiss our longings but rather we are to pay greater attention to them. We do this believing our physical wants can tell us about spiritual needs. The body and spirit can’t help but journey together. That’s at the heart of the incarnation: God makes His home in flesh.


The two characters in the Nativity Narrative we will focus on had a keen sense of how the spiritual and physical cohabitate. They both learned to wait well and in the end were rewarded with more than they could imagine. (Their stories are found in Luke 2.)


First, there’s Simeon.


The Christ is only 8 days old. Mary and Joseph take baby Jesus to the temple in Jerusalem as they offer a sacrifice. This is when they met Simeon. Here’s what Luke says transpires:


25 While fulfilling these sacred obligations at the temple, they encountered a man in Jerusalem named Simeon. He was a just and pious man, anticipating the liberation of Israel from her troubles. He was a man in touch with the Holy Spirit26 The Holy Spirit had revealed to Simeon that he would not die before he had seen the Lord’s Anointed One. 27 The Spirit had led him to the temple that day, and there he saw the child Jesus in the arms of His parents, who were fulfilling their sacred obligations. 28 Simeon took Jesus into his arms and blessed God.


Waiting well makes us more present.


Most likely Simeon was old. And it’s probable he was tired. But what is certain is that Simeon was paying attention to God’s Spirit.


No matter how long Simeon had been waiting for the Christ, he was present in his waiting. He was attuned to God’s Spirit when the time came to act and to receive. He wasn’t about to miss out on what he’d been waiting for.


Admittedly, I seem to get more and more distractible these days. So for Advent I decided to try intermittent fasting. I’ll share more later in the post, but it’s essentially fasting for 16-18 hours each day. Having to wait each day to eat has helped me realize how much I tend to eat as a distraction or while distracted. Ridiculous. I know. But now, when I’ve waited to eat, I’m so much more present and poised to savor it.


What’s stealing your attention these days? (Instagram, Facebook, online sales, the President’s twitter account, dating apps?) How might the act of waiting (or simply pausing) help you to be more present to God, to others, to your deeper desires?


Simeon had learned to be present. And…he had become discerning. Here’s what he tells Mary and Joseph.


29 Simeon: Now, Lord and King, You can let me, Your humble servant, die in peace.
30     You promised me that I would see with my own eyes
what I’m seeing now: Your freedom,
31     Raised up in the presence of all peoples.
32     He is the light who reveals Your message to the other nations,
and He is the shining glory of Your covenant people, Israel.


Waiting well makes us more discerning.


We don’t’ know for how long Simeon had been waiting for Jesus…but we know how much it meant to him. Simeon had pegged his life to the coming of the Christ. It was what he was living for. And he wasn’t going to settle for less.


This intermittent fasting experiment has given me a more discerning palate. After waiting a chunk of the day to eat, I don’t want junk food. I want a worthy feast. When we defy the impulses around us for instant gratification, we begin to realize we’re promised something better. And when we wait upon God…nothing will satisfy more.


Right after Simeon approaches Mary, Joseph and baby Jesus a woman named Anna shows up. Luke describes the encounter like this:


36 At that very moment, an elderly woman named Anna stepped forward. Anna was a prophetess, the daughter of Phanuel, of the tribe of Asher. She had been married for seven years before her husband died 37 and a widow to her current age of 84 years. She was deeply devoted to the Lord, constantly in the temple, fasting and praying38 When she approached Mary, Joseph, and Jesus, she began speaking out thanks to God, and she continued spreading the word about Jesus to all those who shared her hope for the rescue of Jerusalem.


Waiting well makes us more grateful.


To me, this tiny snatch of a story is one of the richest in Scripture. Tragic loss. Surprising choices. Deep devotion. Pure gratitude. Contagious joy. It’s all there.


If my husband died in my twenties, I’d feel gypped. I fear I’d grow bitter. I imagine I’d be filling up on the ancient Jewish equivalent of cookie dough. But that’s not Anna. She makes herself at home in the house of God…and instead of gorging on comfort food she prays…and fasts. All those decades of waiting well—fasting and praying—culminated in instant gratitude. Her gut reaction to the sight of Jesus was thanks! And then she couldn’t help but spread joy.


Simeon and Anna were both given an invitation to wait. Years turned into decades, and they still waited. They were people who waited well…for what mattered most. And in the end, they became more present, more discerning and more grateful.


So, once again, what do you most want right now?


Desire is a God-given gift. How can you care for it well this Christmas and into 2018?


Desires of our heart and basic hunger have so much in common. Just as it’s unhealthy to lose your appetite, so it can be to lose desire for good gifts. I can typically outeat grown men under the table, but for a short time this summer I lost my appetite. I was stressed, and frankly I was afraid that a project I had poured my heart and soul into was going to end in disastrous flames of failure. Ok, that sounds uber dramatic, but I was scared. When we find ourselves ambivalent about something we’ve longed for, it’s worth asking: Is fear, perfectionism or despair behind it? If so, pray the audacious prayer that God will give you the desire to desire again.


Yet, it’s also a sign of something wrong to be ravenous all the time…and so it is with longing. If we let our desires get out of proportion they will make us ill-equipped to appreciate them once we get them. When it comes to my singleness I’ve often prayed, “God help me keep desire alive but not be consumed by it.” It’s such a challenge, isn’t it, when we dare to let ourselves desire something…and then have to keep that desire in check?


Curiously enough, the one desire we can have that won’t destroy our true selves is our longing for God. We can’t out love God. We can’t out trust God. We can’t out desire God.


Just as we’re in the last few days before Christmas, consider how your hunger and desires can be given as a gift back to God. Here are two ideas:


Spiritual Practices


  1. Fast for 1 meal (or more) to pay attention to your hunger and deep desires.


Consider fasting one meal (or you may decide more) sometime between now and Epiphany (January 6). As you let your body feel the hunger pains, talk to God about your own desires. Since the beginnings of Advent, the early Church participated in a Nativity Fast. Today the Eastern Orthodox’s practice of Advent still includes a fast. (For a stellar overview of this see this short piece: https://www.baylor.edu/content/services/document.php/125490.pdf ) And, if you’re curious about Intermittent Fasting, here’s a short overview. I’ve been doing the 16-hour fast for Advent…ok, I’ve ditched it a couple of days when Argentine pastries were forced upon me 😉 https://www.healthline.com/nutrition/intermittent-fasting-guide


  1. 5 minutes to pay attention to your hunger/desire for God.


From now until Christmas consider spending 5 minutes a day reflecting on your desire for God and asking for more. If you find you can hardly conjure up a longing for God, dare to ask for the desire to desire Him.


God knows it’s hard to desire Him, to wait upon Him. Yet, the Psalmist invites us to be courageous and do it anyway.


Wait patiently for the Lord.
Be brave and courageous.

Yes, wait patiently for the Lord. Psalm 27:14, New Living Translation


Yet when we do, joy comes (maybe not every time, but over time)


Taste and see that the Lord is good.

Oh, the joys of those who take refuge in him! Psalm 34:8 New Living Translation

A Feast Awaits

Hunger and desires aren’t beautifully wrapped boxes with nothing inside. They are gifts because they signal that a feast and fulfillment are coming.There are so many images of feasting in Scripture. Jesus’ first miracle (which we’ll focus on next post) entails feasting. And I love that God’s epic story ends with the imagery of a feast…as a wedding feast.


The Spirit and the bride say, “Come.” Let anyone who hears this say, “Come.” Let anyone who is thirsty come. Let anyone who desires drink freely from the water of life.

He who is the faithful witness to all these things says, “Yes, I am coming soon!”

Amen! Come, Lord Jesus!

May the grace of the Lord Jesus be with God’s holy people. Revelation 22:20,21 New Living Translation

As you let yourself experience hunger and create more space to feel desire during this Christmas season, may you be emboldened with hope. A feast awaits. Come, Lord Jesus. Come.





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