Something Beautiful

"The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; His mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning ; great is Your faithfulness." - Lamentations 3:22,23 These are well known verses. They are comforting and encouraging and beautiful. And yet. Do we actually believe them? Do I actually experience God's new mercies every morning? Do I see His incredible faithfulness that the Psalmist describes as reaching to the sky? If I really think about it, I know that it's there. But am I intentional about seeking out and finding God's faithfulness?  No. I'm not.  Which begs this question: if I know that God's faithfulness is there every day, why am I not intentional about seeing it and thanking Him for it? This was the question that I ran with tonight. As I watched the sunset, I rolled over in my mind, how I could be intentional about recognizing, seeing, and praising God for His great faithfulness. I started naming signs of His faithfulness. You know, t

The old adage goes: a picture is worth a thousand words. I saw a picture the other day as I was scrolling through Facebook on my phone while on my lunch break from my bank job in nice, safe Midwestern USA, land of the free, home of the brave, land of opportunity. It took a moment for my mind to register the picture I was seeing. It was in relation to a news story that has been filling my social media feed recently. But I had not seen this picture before. It was a little girl, maybe 2 years old, looking up as three gun barrels pointed at her from different directions. The look on her face was one of puzzlement. I doubt that she knows what a gun is, much less what one does, much less that she should be concerned that she had three pointing at her beautiful little face.  That picture may not have given me a thousand words, but it did give me a few choice ones. I tend to steer away from hot button topics and avoid posting about current events and news, mostly because