I have had to power through some melancholy this week, which is nothing new. I have learned that my depression is fed by a self-focused state of mind. I was focused on me, again. In the midst of feeling down, I suddenly caught myself singing a Twila Paris song, “I will delight my heart in... Continue Reading →
Unrequited God
Over the years, I’ve given a lot of thought to what it means for me to “delight [myself] in the LORD.” I’ve had an uncomfortable relationship with Psalm 37:4 because people like to quote that verse to singles. It feels like an accusation: You don’t have a husband because you are not delighting in the... Continue Reading →