white picket fences

October 22, 2014 — 2 Comments

evil is not contained to the middle east. but surely we know that.

ISIS is not a new ploy. the enemy just decorates it as such with an increased amount of fear.

shootings in schools and malls and theaters and corner stores and homes.

a woman beheaded in the midwest.

air traffic control set fire.

we are growing more suspicious.


women and children, under threats and extreme brutality, are commanded to denounce their God.

airport security is tighter, not for the fun of it, but because of the reality of the times.

our school will elaborately celebrate a day honoring the dead, but my children are forbidden to pray aloud to the Living God.

gone are the white picket fences.

it was pretty while it lasted. it’s not just a mere image to this generation.

my first thought of a white picket fence is the one that surrounded the home in Father of the Bride.

idealistic. charming. fairy tale. american.

the three foot, rather, decoration, is opened by friends and family only.

the occasional milkman and mailman.

neighbors stroll by and wave, but respect the white picket fence.

that little fence couldn’t keep a home secure any more than the pokey little puppy.


times have changed, but you know that.

God has not.

i love the security of my own home and even as i type such a thing

i know many of the human race lack both security and a home.

i click the keyless entry device twice just to know that the van is definitely locked.

i love security. my white picket fence.

those who don’t trust in Jesus, where do you put your hope on days you read bad news or feel unsafe?

why do my conversations with you echo your fears when it comes to security and the times we are living in?


those of us who trust in Jesus with our eternity,

we don’t hesitate to pray for our brothers and sisters experiencing persecution and that God would bless america

 when what we’re asking is for God to keep it over there and keep us from any harm.

let’s call it what it is – a fear of man. not a fear of God.

i have camped out in 2 Kings 19 this week.

Hezekiah prays, “O Lord, God of Israel, you alone are God over all the kingdoms of the earth. You have made heaven and earth. Give ear, O Lord, and hear; open your eyes, O Lord, and see; listen to the words of Sennacherib has sent to insult the living God.”

Hezekiah knew they were up against a powerful and evil king.

he was up against a wall that seemed impossible.

he had an opportunity to let fear consume him and shake his stance upon the firm foundation, his hope in the Living God.

so he cried…

now, O Lord our God, save us, please, from his hand, that al the kingdoms of the earth may know that You, O Lord, are God alone.

there is one powerful and effective way to battle fear and it’s not found in white picket fences.

gone are the white picket fences.

i get it. they’re cute and american and we want to know something cute and american can save us.

we want to live comfortably behind our fences while watching network shows and movies that depict violence.

folks, let’s open our eyes to see and open our ears to hear.

evil surrounds us. not just there, but here.

the way to battle fear is found in Him.

“I {God} call heaven and earth to witness against you today, that I have set before you life and death, blessing and curse. Therefore choose life, that you and your offspring may live, loving the Lord your God, obeying His voice and holding fast to Him, for He is your life and length of days, that you may dwell in the land that at the Lord swore to your fathers, to Abraham, to Issac, and to Jacob, to give them.” {Deuteronomy 31.19-20}

gone are the white picket fences. but that’s okay. they aren’t needed anyway.

37 songs

October 12, 2014 — 1 Comment


i shared our last song that echoed off the walls of our church walls in downtown san francisco in a recent post.

and it has been songs that have spoken loud, yet, powerfully quiet to me.

 as i turned thirty-seven this weekend, i reflect over the past year.

so here’s to turning 37…


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the last song

October 8, 2014 — 6 Comments

it was a blogpost day in march of this year, that i penned…

we left the lights on in our family apartment at 351 king street, #113.

we’ve left the lights on at the w hotel.

we’ve got the lights on at 543 howard presently and we’ll leave them on there too.

i can’t wait to turn the lights on at 250 stevenson street.

this past Sunday, we had our final service at 543 howard street.

and it was the most full of thanks and praise moment i’ve had in this city yet.

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unhappy business

October 4, 2014 — 1 Comment

“…yet there is no end to his toil, and his eyes are never satisfied with riches, so that he never asks, ‘for whom am i toiling and depriving myself of pleasure?’ this also is vanity and unhappy business.” {Ecclesiastes 4.8}

often my thoughts are spurred by my husband’s insights into the Scriptures and life itself. or from the very active not-so-little-anymore people in my home. i give ben the credit here and reflect back to a sermon thought…


God didn’t intend busy to be normal.

but we make it so and wear it as a badge of honor.

“hey, how are you?”

                                     “oh, i’m so busy.”

“yah, me too.”

                                                                                                   thinking to yourself, “ha. my busy is more busy that your busy.”

what is your unhappy business?

what is it that occupies all your mind space?

it wakes us up in the morning and what we’re thinking about right now while trying to read this.

it fills our calendars and causes us to sigh.

it’s what drives us to want that massage so bad.


this unhappy business is the very thing we use to make ourselves look important and the very thing that gives us ulcers.

this unhappy business has no place in our lives.

it has no eternal value and is often task-driven, not relationally driven.

we take the role of chief executive officer and look around and realize there’s no one under us for it’s a one person show.

because it doesn’t put food on the table, we can walk away from it.

because it puts a strain on our marriage and home life, we can say no to it.

this unhappy business is all the extra we put on ourselves.

this chasing after the wind that leads us nowhere

but to more stuff,

more addictions,

more ulcers,

more busy badges.

so let’s try this conversation starter instead…

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