Faithful Paradox

faithful [ feyth-fuhl ] – steady in allegiance or affection; loyal — paradox. /ˈpær·əˌdɑks/ –  a statement or situation that may be true but seems impossible or difficult to understand


May we learn to be faithful to Jesus, even as we wrestle with the paradox of faith.

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  • Joy and Weeping

    I recently had a conversation with someone about loss and grief. In the conversation, he asked me, “Do you feel like you have joy?” I paused before I answered and asked if he could clarify what he meant by joy. Depending on how he defined joy, it would dramatically affect the answer I gave. His Continue reading

  • Feeling Passed By

    A piece of grieving that I did not anticipate are the moments when jealousy pops its ugly head into the picture. It’s hard. When I hear that someone prayed something I too have prayed and God’s answer was, “yes” to them, yet I received a “no” from God, it’s hard. It does not diminish my Continue reading

  • Restoration

    I’ve been thinking a lot lately about the concept of restoration. I think for me, I am realizing that there are a lot of ideas and words that float around Christian sub-culture that sound really amazing, but when I sit down and really chew on what the ideas mean, I realize I can’t actually put Continue reading

  • Patient With Our Doubt

    Doubt is a very real, and not always talked about, part of the Christian life. To be a believer in Jesus means to learn to navigate the doubts that come with it. The Bible says that there is an enemy, Satan, whose only goal is to, “steal, kill and destroy” (John 10:10). His only aim Continue reading

  • There Is No Formula

    When I was in my early 20’s, anxiety became a very real and painful part of my story. I accumulated years of sleepless nights as panic attacks would haunt me in the dark. I cannot count the number of times I prayed Philippians 4:6-7, “Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer Continue reading

  • Nearness

    When Ezra was sick, the 7th floor of Children’s Hospital, the cancer floor, was full of children fighting that cursed disease. There were parents who wore the battle scars of life at the hospital; the wrinkled clothes and messy hair, the simple meals in the kitchen area, the always present 7th floor sticker-name-badge, the dried, Continue reading

  • Chats Over Chicken

    I had the opportunity last night to have some one-on-one time with my youngest son. The rest of the family was away at various activities so we opted to go out to dinner, kid’s choice, and then for a drive. He wanted Chick-Fil-A, so we headed up for chicken sandwiches and were able to sit Continue reading

  • It Is Good Today

    I find, since losing Ezra, that I have been wrestling a lot with the sovereignty of God. I am not doubting that God is sovereign (meaning that he is in control of all things and that nothing comes to us outside of his hand). My wrestling is not that God is sovereign. But rather, what Continue reading

  • The Question of Why

    Last Christmas I sat in the attic bedroom of an Airbnb in Liverpool and wept. We had been gifted the incredible opportunity to complete Ezra’s Make-A-Wish from some friends who heard that once a cancer patient dies, Make-A-Wish cancels the wish. Ezra dreamed of going to a game at Anfield Stadium in Liverpool, England to Continue reading

  • Hope

    There are days that I have a direction that I want to explore as I write. Words come easily and connect together like a child’s first puzzle; I can see exactly how each piece will fit together with very little effort. And then there are days like today, where I have deep grief, deep anxiety, Continue reading