See, A New Thing

a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland

18 SUMMERS

WE ONLY GET 18 SUMMERS My feed is full of the pithy reminder that we only get 18 summers with our kids. The words are always set against idyllic backdrops–bare feet flying through the woods and sun shocked skin plunging into lakes. Oppressively ...
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Hope In Black Skies

Friday: the day the sky turns black.  It’s strange that we call it good, because it doesn’t feel that way standing by the tomb. It doesn’t seem good when the ground splits, or darkness swallows us whole. But Friday ...
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FINDING GLORY IN FUTILITY

Life can feel like a fight for glory in futility I tossed the plastic airplane in the basket again and sighed. Three little hurricanes would inevitably tear through the living room and leave a trail of destruction in their wake. It was an ...
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HOPE WHEN FAITH FEELS FRAIL

The God who saw us across time and space knew how often our belief would cry out for help in our unbelief. And He wrote that into his story. He wrote in our weakness and our war. He wrote in our becoming and our being made—things that were ...
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Look Up When You Don’t Measure Up

When We Don’t Measure Up It’s exhausting trying to measure up: talking ourselves into thinking we’re strong enough to handle life when it feels heavy or hard. We want to feel like Moses crossing the Red Sea, when most of the time, we feel more ...
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