When your Lenten fast is veiled idolatry: A reflection-examen
I was approaching Lent as a 40-day challenge and not receiving the grace those 40 days afforded.
Jennifer Hubbard
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When you’ve finally gotten it all, and it’s not at all what you thought
My deepest desire for peace had not abandoned me but had tucked itself into the fissures of my broken heart.
Can I put my security in God, really?
The boy who caught my attention had his head tucked into a stuffed bunny half his own size.
Sandy Hook mom finds new reason for lights in darkness
On this 11th anniversary of the Sandy Hook shooting, we hear from Jennifer Hubbard, reflecting on adorning the darkness.
Being made ready: Let us dance in the moment
They say that if a season is rushed it can cause disastrous effects ... I’ve seen it happen.
Thanksgiving: Not one day, but eternity
In this, perhaps, in this continued thanks for sacrifice and for abundance, the feast of thanksgiving is not reserved for a single day on my calendar but for my eternity.
Breathing deep for myself first, then helping others
The young woman who once breathed deep the oxygen of life, had somehow evolved into a mother who was constantly catching her breath.
Am I missing out on love because I don’t claim it?
At times of waiting, restlessness, discontent, do we act as if we're questioning what we already know?
The rancher: I watched him all week
It was as if he expected the horse to startle. Amidst the whinnying and rearing, he sat pressed into his saddle, pulling and applying pressure until there was a settling.
How to keep hard times from causing scars
A friend could see my heart was at risk of being hardened by the harshness of this world.
Making peace with waiting: Who is keeping the treasure from coming?
For the faint of heart, waiting can lead to wandering, and wandering to getting lost ...
We are in a dearth
My heart feels so heavy because dearth has always struck somewhat personal. I have lived many a season of dearth where love was not easily found and hope taunted.
My curious relationship with sin
There is no gaining what I have been freely given. The thought that I somehow could now seems, well, curious.
Because He knows …
I was desperate to hear from Him, the One who knows my deepest desire, knows that my heart has been asking and seeking and knocking … and was now frustrated ...
Grief taught me to read, to really read
After Catherine was killed, I couldn't remember a single phrase and my one escape was closed.
Mourning doves and morning, after my daughter died
The mama and her nest proclaim to me morning will come to my mourning ...
Words that can’t be retracted
My grandmother’s inhale was so deep and intense I was certain she was about to convict, but what she spoke was soft and tender truth ...
An unsettled heart is the way of the world: How I found more
There was a time in my life when I had concluded I wasn't enough ...
Praying for a mist
The dry land shows us what our soul needs too ... the Living Water knows my needs far better than I could ever fathom.
It took me 10 years to pack her room …
Seasons must transition in their appointed time ...