Tag: jesus
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Half of His Distance
He shows up warm for everyone — high fives, hugs, viral posts — and somehow that’s the problem. Chasing his attention through Carnegie, Ted Lasso, and a stack of unanswered texts, I keep hitting the same wall: reciprocity. Then Revelation hands me an image I can’t shake — a door, a knock, and only half…
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One Word: Friend
Jesus called Judas “friend.” Not sinner. Not betrayer. Friend. Before you say a word about anyone — do you actually know them?
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Prepositions Matter
Most of us pray FOR and call it hope IN. We do not notice the preposition doing theological work. Until we do.
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Carrying Me
It’s my life. That’s what Jon Bon Jovi says. What if you could put down your stuff and let someone else carry it for you? Would you?
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Realer, Maybe
Her mother said he was real. Not like a story. Real like a person. Realer, maybe. Amber let it go. She thought there would be more time. New fiction. Link in bio.
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Asking a Fair Question
Tamatha asked some hard questions about prayer on Facebook. Questions I couldn’t shake. She’s right about every word. This one? It’s for her. And for anyone else who’s been handed a ‘God had a plan’ speech when what they needed was someone to just sit down and shut up. fiveminuteobservations.com
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I’ve Got A Bad Feeling About This
Lucas panicked before Star Wars. Spielberg sweated before every release. Will anyone get it? I get that.
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He’s Sitting With Us
Most of us show up with something when grief enters a room. The people who help us the most show up as themselves and stay. No words required.
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Refuse to Quit
She had no standing. No invitation. Absolutely no business being there. She walked in anyway. I’ve confused institutional pressure with correction, leaving the room believing I was the problem. I’m still discovering the difference between humility and surrender. New post. Short. Honest. And straight to the point. Link in the comments. Five Minute Observations.
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Still Bleeding
Blood is pouring from me, from an open wound. Ripped apart, emotionally cut to the bone by those closest to me. Or at least that’s what it felt like to me. I was patiently waiting, longing for a conversation. Even an apology would’ve been nice. At the very least my expectation was a friend, a…
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White Paint
Pledge wood cleaner. The scent of lemon washed over Marla the second she stepped through the church doors. A sharp citrus scent and underneath it, something much older, mustier, harder to scrub away. Old hymnals. Wool carpet. The smell ancient churches accumulate whether they want to or not. It’s a smell Marla notices because she…
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Stop Calling People Demonic Before You Know Their Story
Have you ever read something on social media that made you literally sit up and take notice? “That’s demonic!” did it for me. Here’s why we need to stop calling people demonic before we know their story.
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Christmas Number Five
Before I turned six, Christmas meant joy. Now it’s a reminder of what’s missing. This year something’s shifting, and I’m more than ready to experience this season differently.
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Love Wins
I keep messing up with my words. But maybe that’s the point. Love wins when we stop talking and start living it.
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After 9/11 and Charlie Kirk’s Death, I Still Believe We Can Find Each Other
The person sitting across from me, even if they disagree with me completely? That’s a human being. Flesh and blood. Kirk’s children will grow up without a father. That should break our hearts, regardless of ideology. That’s the America I want. One conversation at a time.
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I Didn’t Know
“I didn’t know” – three words that drive every parent crazy. Until I realized I use them with God too.
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Two Hearts, Same Row
Two people. Same row. Exact same sermon and communion bread. How do they leave with polar opposite experiences of God’s message?
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The COURAGE to Face What Leaders FEAR Most
Someone brings you their pain. Do you offer programs or presence? Find out why the answer reveals everything about the leader you are.