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Trip Through Purgatory

Trip Through Purgatory – from my other blog, Less World More Christ.


Spring Renewal

The darkness is gone. Spring has finally burst forth into full bloom. The sun shines brighter and longer, leaving an afterglow on the rainbow of flowers. As the sniffles and coughs die away, out come the shorts and dirty shoes. So much to hope for, brightness, light, beauty, peace. A renewed energy emerges from hibernation, no longer stifled by the cold and rain. This is the most joyful time of year. Jesus brings us the hope of salvation as the stone is rolled away. Life is immediately transformed from sorrow to joy, ashes to beauty, pain to peace. Not just on Easter, but for all eternity.

A Mother’s Love

What is it in a mother’s love that calms the inconsolable? A tender touch, sweet nothings whispered, silent smiles, nose in cheek nuzzles? The tears dry up, the boo-boo’s kissed, the nose is wiped, a heart is content. Perhaps it is that tired smile from nights of interrupted slumber, or the piercing eyes that see through the chocolate-smudged guilty fingers, or the hearty laugh that fills the house after the 17th knock-knock joke. Secure, sacred, with just the right shape for a three-year old to curl up into, she opens herself to life and God takes it from there.


The rains come, and so do the potholes. A fireman’s hose of rain penetrates through the weak asphalt, leaving a gaping hole, big enough to agitate an unaware driver. Small drops of water, so delicate and clear, turn into fault-finders when multiplied a thousand-fold. The Fountain of Life, sends His torrential rains of Love on us too, revealing our impurities, our weaknesses that we try to hide from ourselves. Steering around our sinfulness, we struggle to let go of our comfort zone. If we are vigilant, waiting for the Lord to direct our path, we will have safe passage through the bumpy shedding of our old self.

My son, do not despise the LORD’s discipline,
   and do not resent his rebuke, 
because the LORD disciplines those he loves,
   as a father [disciplines] the son he delights in. ~ Proverbs 3:11-12

The Perfect Sand Castle

A day at the park – sand beneath bare feet. Blown into hair, tossled by the wind. Shovels digging, sand  flying, dry and coarse, knees caked with sand. Look at the beautiful creation! Gone in a blink, onto another, bigger, better. Don’t we do the same? It never is good enough, not quite the way I wanted it, just 5 more minutes? Wasting time trying to perfect the transient, seeking that next thing that will really make life complete, forgetting the end goal of the journey – God’s perfection.

Be perfect, therefore, as your heavenly Father is perfect. ~Matthew 5:48

The Greatest Investment

We went to a Baptism today – a tiny new soul wrapped in white, eyes half shut to the mysteries of life. Surrounded by loving hearts and hands, this innocent one is well on his way to knowing Jesus.

 The jailer called for lights, rushed in and fell trembling before Paul and Silas. 30 He then brought them out and asked, “Sirs, what must I do to be saved?”  31 They replied, “Believe in the Lord Jesus, and you will be saved—you and your household.” 32 Then they spoke the word of the Lord to him and to all the others in his house. 33 At that hour of the night the jailer took them and washed their wounds; then immediately he and all his household were baptized. 34 The jailer brought them into his house and set a meal before them; he was filled with joy because he had come to believe in God—he and his whole household.      ~Acts 16:31-34

A tiny baby, entrusted to his parents, is given the opportunity to be claimed by Christ, as a priest, prophet, and king. This treasure will be nurtured and grown over the next few decades, until a time that Jesus may say, ‘Well done, good and faithful servant! You have been faithful with a few things; I will put you in charge of many things. Come and share your master’s happiness!’ (Matthew 25:23) What a worthy investment!

Love Stands

An aching heart, longing for Love

Swollen tears flood sorrowful eyes

Could not this cup of thirst pass by?

Shattered body of an unwavering Spirit

Giving up the last breath for mankind.

Wounded head, beatless heart

Fallen body, transfigured by hate.

But for a moment all seems lost

Love freely given, now takes on our pain.

Precious Lord, You removed our stains

Now dripping on your beaten brow

So much burden for the King of kings.

You burst forth, victorious over sin.

Only Love stands now, unblemished and pure.

Love enough for the whole world.