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    Running toward Empty

    As I was researching last week’s blog post, I came across two facts that particularly stood out to me. First, according to the USDA, domestic dogs are more of a threat to sheep than many large predators. Hang in there, I know it doesn’t sound that interesting. But it is. Here’s why. Domestic dogs are more of a threat than large, wild predators because they (dogs) don’t just attack, kill, and be done with it—they chase sheep to the point of exhaustion. Running toward Empty I don’t know why the picture of being chased to exhaustion resonated with me. Maybe because it’s so easy to arrive at that reality. Maybe…

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    Sheep

    The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green pastures; He leads me beside quiet waters. He restores my soul; He guides me in the paths of righteousness For His name’s sake. Psalm 23:1-3 “Not to you, ye great and mighty, who lift your heads high, and claim for yourselves honor: not for you is peace, not to you is rest; but unto you, ye lowly ones, who delight in the valley of humiliation, and feel yourselves to be taken down in your own esteem—to you it is that the Shepherd becomes dear; and to you will he give to lie down in…

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    Bring Discontent to God

    I read an interesting blog post this week that challenged my perception of complaining. The author, Emily Saxe, delved into the difference between complaining and lamenting. She presented a case, drawing from the example of David who faithfully lamented before God in the Psalms. She contrasted how complaining (woe is me, life isn’t fair) is spiritually detrimental while lamenting (only God can help and I will seek Him) is righteous. (Read Emily Saxe’s post, Ordinary ways to Pursue and Honor God: Complaining, here. Crying out to God David, the apple of God's eye, lamented when life got rocky. His words are dramatic and full of emotion. You can hear the…

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    God’s Holiness

    I grounded my kids until Christmas—from technology. It’s usually my parenting mantra to make every punishment work for me. I didn’t think this one through, which means I pretty much punished myself until Christmas. However, when I sent them to their grandparent’s for the night, I had compassion. Not on my kids—compassion on my parents. I broke down and allowed one movie. I’m sure it was a hard decision, considering the fact they won’t see another for months. They agreed on The Prince of Egypt. My 7-year-old wasn’t happy with the decision. It turns out that the sight of a burning column of fire leading the Israelites to safety was…