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I am the disciple in the boat from todays Gospel. The storm is raging. The waves are crashing, the wind is howling, and all I feel, is overwhelming fear. I’m gripping the wheel, adjusting the sails, running around trying to control a storm that is far bigger than me. And then I look over, and Jesus is asleep. If I’m honest, I don’t respond with faith. I respond with fear. Like the disciples in today’s Gospel, I rouse Him. Not gently, but desperately. Jesus, wake up! Don’t You

Prune: to cut away bad parts for more fruitful growth. Sounds a little uncomfortable… a little invasive. But oh so necessary. As I sat with today’s Gospel, I saw this process of pruning in such a different light. I think when we resist looking at the things that need pruning in our lives; the relationships, the habits, the patterns; there is often something deeper going on. Somehow, we’ve become convinced that it is safer to live with dead branches than to let the Lord remove

I don’t know how to put words to the season the Lord has me in, the adventure He is leading me on. There are moments where He lifts the veil and gives me a glimpse into His plan, but mostly, it is just steady. A steady “trust me”. A steady “I am the God of the impossible”. A steady “I love you”. But throughout it all, I am most certain of one thing. That Jesus is making my heart more like His. And to have a heart like His, it needs to suffer like His, break like His, forgive

So often I believe that Jesus wants to do great things for everyone, except for me. I know. It sounds so lame! But maybe this is true for you too. I believe that God can do miracles. I believe God can transform hearts. I believe God can heal and cure and restore broken situations. I believe He can do it for you. But… does He want to do it for me? Probably not. Todays Gospel hit me. Hard. With his “face to the ground”, the man with leporsy asks Jesus “Lord, if You wish, You c