A Mourning Dove

I grew up going to church Sunday morning, Sunday evening and Wednesday night. I thought I was a Christian, but as I became older I found myself longing to know God better. There was something missing despite all of my religious activity and sincerity. I wasn’t sure what it was—it was kind of an elusive feeling—but I knew whatever it took to be close to God, I just didn’t have it.

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Words For The Wind

Job 3 contains Job’s absolutely gut-wrenching lament. Losses and suffering have piled upon him until his heart splits and sorrow and anguish flow out from him in words of despair.

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Everyday Peace

Today I’ve been doing laundry. Everyday work reminds me of the role of simple, ordinary, everyday things in helping me remember that I live as the creature before the Creator (to use Francis Schaeffer’s phrase!). He is the One who created, and the One who orders my days. I do the laundry, and He upholds the universe.

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Kindling the Brushwood

“I will recount the LORD‘s acts of unfailing love
and the LORD‘s praises as High God,
all that the LORD has done for us.”

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Welcome!

Welcome to Kindling for Candles! I chose the name for the blog from Isaiah 42 and Matthew 12. Within those passages there is justice, confrontation of evil, compassion, comfort and hope.

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