the water

. . . the boat was already a long distance from the land, battered by the waves; for the wind was contrary.  And in the fourth watch of the night He came to them, walking on the sea.  When the disciples saw Him walking on the sea, they were terrified, and said, “It is a ghost!” And they cried out in fear.  But immediately Jesus spoke up to them, saying, “Take courage, it is I; do not be afraid.”  Peter said to Him, “Lord, if it is You, command me to come to You on the water.”  And He said, “Come!” And Peter got out of the boat, and walked on the water and came toward Jesus.  But seeing the wind, he became frightened, and beginning to sink, he cried out, “Lord, save me!”  Immediately Jesus stretched out His hand and took hold of him, and said to him, “You of little faith, why did you doubt?” When they got into the boat, the wind stopped.  And those who were in the boat worshiped Him, saying, “You are certainly God’s Son!”  Matthew 14:24-33

Peter and I have a thing going.  I read his story and I feel my eyebrows rise as he calls out to Jesus and steps out of the boat. My heart quickens as his feet first touch the water and the edges of my lips upturn as he takes his first faith-filled steps. When the wind begins to ripple his resolve and fear begins to swallow him, I relate to his situation and I take comfort in the way his story ends: with Jesus stretching out his hand and taking hold of him.

I am Peter.  I recognize Jesus in the storm.  I ask Him to call me to do things that are kind of crazy and when He does, I get out of the boat.  It’s an exhilarating feeling to stand strong when faith is the only foundation supporting you.  Yet that wind is a pesky problem, it stirs up trouble and I’m quickly distracted, vulnerable and scared.

Listing our home for sale was our recent step of faith: out of the safety of the boat into the unknown.  The wind started out as a whispering and over time has become more fierce.  “Why is this taking so long?  Maybe I shouldn’t have stepped out of the boat.  If this house doesn’t sell, it is going to make someone look silly–me or God, I hope He’s okay with that possibility.” It’s easy to become disoriented when your faith is tested.  All you have to do is take your eyes off of Jesus and you are lost. Continue reading “the water”



I’m honored that you are here.

I think it is best that we begin with introductions.

I want to honor your time and let you know up front that no matter what impression this image conjures up in your mind, I’m a mess.  I struggle with selfishness and pride.  I’m far too content with the ordinary and I cling to my dust-collecting possessions more tightly than I would like to admit.  I am imperfect, but redeemed as well.  I find encouragement each time I choose to find my reflection in the Savior that made me in His image, rather than the twisted lies of the deceiver.  My story is important because it is part of God’s story and it is my prayer that as we grow together, you will find increased encouragement in the importance of your story as well.

Some of you have sat on my couch and listened to my heart as my story has unfolded over time but many of you have not sat face to face with me in a long time (if ever).  Perhaps the last you heard from me was before I retired from Mom 4 Life and slipped silently into obscurity.  In the last year, parts of my heart have been marinating and I’ve begun taking steps of faith toward God’s grand adventure, but other parts have been hiding and I’ve been missing important opportunities.  Today I begin flushing out my story with the wielding tools of words and phrases confident that as I look to Jesus, the “author and perfecter of faith” (Hebrews 12:2), He will use it for His glory.

I warmly invite you to journey with me.