This song (“Communion”) … oh, I love it. I’ve been kind of a mess listening to it today. And I wasn’t sure I’d share it, but then a friend texted me the same thing, so here we are, because maybe…
Called You Friends
Author: Christie Lambert
Christie Lambert is a small-town, southern writer who is daily amazed by the love of God. Although she loves fiction and has published a few short stories here and there, her writing is now focused on sharing the grace of Jesus that has swept her off her feet. She is usually doing laundry for her three small kids and musician-husband, drinking (too much) coffee with her sister, and reading while cooking (not recommended for those who like edible meals). She is currently obsessed with learning how to play the guitar and finishing her degree in Religious Studies. Christie can be contacted at christiedlambert@gmail.com.
to all who are weary ~
tired of brave face ~ no need of it here. the sky bears witness to your sorrow; I am big enough to hold you. tired of pretending ~ no need to try so hard. let the fullness of the earth…
What a Little Bird Showed Me…
I had a tough morning the other day. And as I was driving to work, my mind took a quick slide into “what if”. I felt uncertain and frustrated. Afraid. Then I pulled into my parking spot and this little…
Redeemer!
When I was a kid, we had what I always called the ‘piano man’ ~ a music box of a man with a mustache playing “The Entertainer”. Holding the music box in my hands and watching the mechanism play those…
Luminaries
Cousins make forts of two-by-fours, unconstructed sanctuary our playground, serve acorn-crust mud pies on blue stained-glass, jump rope to the beat of our fathers’ hammers ~ percussion the sound of church rising ground-up, clouds for a steeple. Cornerstone planted in…