Lori and I are currently in a 12 week group hosted by a local church leader…
Is there anyone who wouldn’t want to regularly meet with a few others who are curious about you and your story; are pursuing God passionately; who listen well, love courageously, and are willing to get messy offering their beauty and strength in humility/grace?
One of the heroes of faith for me is my friend Janie.
I will always remember the day she shared her grief with me. Her losses were great and would overwhelm/crush/smother/demoralize anyone. Everyone.
Hey, it’s not uncommon to fight off a little cold right?
For a week I was snorting, sneezing, sniffling… tossing and turning through the night; downing vitamin C, guzzling water, doing the Zicam… and praying like a saint. Like a saint! For a week.
This is the 2008 McConnell Christmas Letter
I am in Australia with the Wild at Heart team about to begin our four day Boot Camp. A good part of the day is spent preparing my heart and words for the sessions I lead. I often suffer from a spiritual amnesia: forgetting much about God... his faithfulness to me through the years... his heart for me... who I am and all that he's called me to be and to offer to others; and so I peruse my journals for stories and truth. This particular journal entry jumped out.
Lost
What open armed freedom to be lost in you
A holy communion shared between two
Yet reaching out, further up and farther in
Open lines of glory, the kingdom within
I am lost in you
Secretly bound to you
Breathtakingly found in you
I am lost in you
Lost in you