His Desired

    Maturity is the end result of growth and development. It is the finale. The goal. Completion. What happens after you've reached maturity? Is that when your ministry begins? Is that when it's over and you take your last breath? Is that when you begin to taste life as it was meant to be devoured? I do not know. I haven't reached that point. But my mind fast forwards sometimes into those questions of what it will be like once the goal has been achieved.    It is a bothersome habit. One that I think is more of a hindrance than a help. I think people are either looking ahead or looking behind. Sometimes we get so focused on what is in front or behind us that we cannot see what is beside us, above us, below us, around us. The present can be just as worthy as the future. It can be just as glorious as the past. Human nature can be so fickle always desiring something else than what we have. The past is over . You cannot retrieve it. The future isn't guaranteed. A long l...

In the past ten days I have learn for every victory there are two defeats. I ended 2016  praying for joy for the new year. After years of being told I am too serious, no fun, and need to learn to relax I realized those speaking these things to me were right.  Travel with me to Christmas Eve night, the 90's. Picture this; a pudgy eight year old girl with long brown hair, glasses rimmed along the end of her nose, and in her mother's hand-me-down stirrup pants taking center stage in her grandparents basement. There is a list in her hand as she bossily instructs her eleven cousins what games would be played that evening. Peer in closely. Do you see it? The list. What is written on the list? Names. Said cousins names are written along with their character role in a game of house. You know house. There is a daddy, mommy, siblings, and in this case a multitude of uncles and aunts all going about their lives. Now that I think of it, I am not sure what the point of that game was ...