Fearless Fridays: Fan the flames, don’t fear them

“Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego replied, ‘O Nebuchadnezzar, we do not need to defend ourselves before you. If we are thrown into the blazing furnace, the God whom we serve is able to save us. He will rescue us from your power, Your Majesty. But even if he doesn’t, we want to make it clear to … Continue reading Fearless Fridays: Fan the flames, don’t fear them

Fearless Fridays: I can’t sleep!

“Suddenly a furious storm came up on the lake, so that the waves swept over the boat. But Jesus was sleeping” (Matthew 8:24 NIV). Jesus was asleep? Say what?! It says the waves swept over the boat. How did Jesus stay asleep and dry during the storm? Maybe He would say, “Nothing is impossible with … Continue reading Fearless Fridays: I can’t sleep!

Fearless Fridays: Fight, Flight, Freeze

“As Pharaoh approached, the Israelites looked up, and there were the Egyptians, marching after them. They were terrified and cried out to the Lord. They said to Moses, ‘Was it because there were no graves in Egypt that you brought us to the desert to die? What have you done to us by bringing us … Continue reading Fearless Fridays: Fight, Flight, Freeze

Fearless Fridays: Calling the midwives

“But because the midwives feared God, they refused to obey the king’s orders. They allowed the boys to live, too” (Exodus 1:17 NIV). Shiphrah and Puah are not biblical names you hear much about. They lived in a season where Joseph, the one with the colorful coat, was not even acknowledged. Joseph had gone from being in … Continue reading Fearless Fridays: Calling the midwives

Welcome to Fearless Fridays

“After this, the word of the Lord came to Abram in a vision: ‘Do not be afraid, Abram, I am your shield. Your very great reward’” (Genesis 15:1 NIV). Recently, God prompted my return to this writing outlet to declare His character, my identity, and an invitation to fear Him instead of the latest headlines. … Continue reading Welcome to Fearless Fridays

Finding rest in the wrestling

As 2020 arrived, I stood at the beginning, wondering how I would carry the load and make it through the intense semester. I would say there was even a bit of dread. This would, by far, be my toughest semester of graduate/seminary studies, finishing up my second year in the Institute of Spiritual Formation program … Continue reading Finding rest in the wrestling