Walking with God When It Feels Like Nothing Is Happening

Introduction

Last week, we reflected on a difficult but comforting truth: God’s presence with us does not disappear because of our sin. Thankfully, His faithfulness is not as fragile as our obedience.

Actually, His faithfulness is not fragile at all. It’s unshakeable.

And yet—even when we believe that to be true—many of us still struggle with a different kind of tension.

God, Are You There?

What about the seasons when God feels silent?

You’re praying.
You’re reading Scripture.
You’re trying to walk faithfully.

And still—nothing seems to be happening.

No clear answers.
No strong sense of direction.
No obvious movement.

Just ordinary days, strung together with waiting.

When Faith Feels Like Waiting

We often assume that walking with God should feel active—marked by insight, reassurance, or visible forward momentum. When it doesn’t, we’re tempted to wonder whether we’ve stalled spiritually or missed something important.

But Scripture tells a more honest story.

Many of God’s people experienced long stretches of quiet faithfulness. Seasons where obedience looked less like bold action and more like steady trust. God’s work is often slow, and slow work can feel indistinguishable from no work at all.

Waiting, it turns out, is not a detour in the life of faith.
It is often the path itself.

Be still before the Lord and wait patiently for him.
Psalm 37:7 (NIV)

Why do you suppose David was inspired to pen these words? Could it have been a reminder to himself (and now to all of us) that he needed to trust God and His timing instead of assuming He forgot about David’s impassioned prayers?

When God’s Silence Feels Like Absence

If you’re anything like me, this is an area where you quietly struggle.

The Bible depicts moments when people seem to speak with God directly—almost conversationally. Abraham reasons with God. Moses pleads and argues. God responds. Engages. Even appears to “change His mind.”

Meanwhile, we pray and hear nothing.

That contrast can create real dissonance. If they spoke with God so clearly, why don’t we? Is something wrong with us? Or were those stories simply exaggerated?

But there’s a crucial piece of the story we can’t overlook.

Abraham and Moses lived before Jesus.

They did not yet have the full revelation of God’s heart. They did not have God-with-us in human form. Those dramatic encounters were not everyday experiences—they were a few pivotal moments in God’s unfolding relationship with His people.

When Jesus enters the story, the mode of relationship changes.

Jesus doesn’t negotiate with God—He reveals Him. He speaks of God not as a distant authority to be reasoned with, but as Father. He shows us what life lived in constant communion with God actually looks like.

The term He used most often to address God was “Dad“—a word intended to convey familiarity and affection.

But How Can We Do This Without You???

And as Jesus was getting ready to leave this earth (for the time being), His disciples wondered how in the world they would continue His work without Him. But Jesus was preparing them to receive the Holy Spirit—God’s presence even closer and more consistent than ever before.

No longer external.
No longer occasional.
No longer requiring the physical presence of a Person.
No longer dependent on extraordinary encounters.

God’s work becomes quieter—but deeper.

Silence, then, is not absence.
It is often intimacy without spectacle.

God may feel less dramatic now than the stories of Abraham and Moses—but He is no less near.

The Slow Faithfulness God Often Uses

Much of what God does in us happens beneath the surface.

Like roots growing underground, His work is usually invisible while it’s happening—and only obvious later, when something holds firm under pressure.

Formation takes time. Trust grows slowly. Faith matures in repetition, not fireworks.

If God feels quiet, it may not be because He has stepped away.
It may be because He is doing a deeper work than you can sense while He’s doing it.

Walking Even When It Feels Ordinary

Walking with God isn’t primarily about moments of clarity—it’s about remaining present when clarity doesn’t come. It’s about continuing forward, even when the road looks the same day after day.

Walking with God when it feels like nothing is happening may be one of the most faithful things we ever do.

Not because it feels spiritual.
But because it shows God that we trust Him, that we believe He is at work even when we can’t see it.

That’s faith.


Go Deeper

Why They Heard God—and We Often Don’t

Abraham and Moses lived in moments of transition, when God was forming covenant identity and direction. Their encounters were extraordinary because the story itself was still being established.

But they also lived before Jesus.

Jesus changes everything.

He doesn’t simply speak for God—He is the clearest expression of God. Where earlier figures negotiated, Jesus reveals. Where others stood at a distance, Jesus draws near.

Because of Jesus, God’s presence is no longer something we occasionally encounter—it is something we live within.

So if your prayers feel quiet, and God seems silent, it doesn’t mean God is farther away than He was from Abraham or Moses.

It may mean He is closer than you realize.

Question: “If God spoke so directly to people in the Bible, why doesn’t He speak that way to me?”

At the risk of sounding a bit crazy, I have to admit that as I was writing this blog post, this question popped into my mind. I don’t know, maybe it sounds like I was arguing with myself. Nevertheless, I thought it was worth addressing.

It’s an honest question—and it matters.

Abraham and Moses lived during moments when God was establishing covenant foundations. Their encounters were rare and formative.

Jesus represents a different kind of relationship.

Instead of occasional conversations, Jesus offers ongoing communion.
Instead of God speaking from outside, God speaks from within.
Instead of constant instruction, God forms trust through presence.

The absence of dramatic dialogue doesn’t mean faith is weaker now.
It means God is nearer.

Faith after Jesus isn’t about hearing more words.
It’s about learning to recognize a presence.

Questions for Further Reflection

  • Do I expect God to speak to me the same way He did in earlier chapters of Scripture?
  • How does Jesus reshape what I expect “conversation with God” to look like?
  • Where might God be at work in my life in ways that feel quiet, slow, or ordinary?

A Final Encouragement

If you’re walking with God and it feels like nothing is happening, don’t assume that’s the case.

Remember that some of God’s most important work happens quietly—after the conversations, after the miracles, after the last praise song has faded. It happens in the depth of our being.

We usually can’t recognize that it’s happening while it’s happening. But then one day, we will suddenly feel God’s presence stronger than we ever have. We’ll step into a situation that would have tripped us up previously, and pass through it without even a stumble. We’ll say or achieve something we never would have thought possible. It may be only then that the imperceptible becomes something you notice.

That’s how God often works, my friends.

Different season.
Same God.
Still walking with us, abiding in us. Blessing us beyond anything we could ever imagine.

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God’s Abiding Presence—and Our Sin

Introduction

Last week, I wrote about the idea of walking with God—about proximity, presence, and how faithfulness is measured less by accomplishments and more by nearness. That reflection has stayed with me. But over the days that followed, another realization began to surface, one that reframed something I thought I already understood.

For most of my life, I’ve thought about God’s commands—especially the Ten Commandments—in terms of behavior.

Do this.
Don’t do that.
Follow the rules.

Commandments as Guardrails

Even when I believed those commands were good—and I did—I often experienced them as guardrails. Necessary, protective, but external. Something to manage. Something to get right.

But as I’ve spent this year walking more intentionally with God—reading Scripture slowly, reflecting, writing, and allowing questions to linger—I’ve come to see something deeper:

God’s concern with sin is not primarily about behavior modification.
It is about proximity.

That shift has changed everything.

God’s Holiness and His Presence

In Scripture, God’s holiness isn’t presented as an abstract moral category. It’s relational. God is holy not simply because He is perfect, but because He is other—utterly pure, wholly good, and life-giving in a way that broken humanity is not.

That’s why God’s presence is so powerful—and so dangerous.

Throughout the Old Testament, we see this tension again and again. God longs to dwell with His people, yet His presence must be mediated, veiled, approached carefully. Not because God is fragile or easily offended, but because sin and holiness cannot coexist without harm.

A holy God walking closely with sin-filled people
would not heal them—
it would destroy them.

Conditions for Closeness

Seen this way, God’s direction not to sin is not arbitrary. It’s not about control. It’s not about image management or moral scorekeeping. It’s about creating the conditions for closeness.

Sin doesn’t just break rules.
Sin fractures relationship.
Sin creates distance.

And not because God storms off—but because sin deforms us. It makes us incompatible with sustained nearness to the God who is Life itself.

Realization and a Hug from God

When this finally clicked for me—after nearly fifty years of following Christ—it wasn’t just an intellectual realization. It was physical.

I felt a distinct tingling sensation throughout my body. The only way I can describe it is this: it felt like God was giving me a big hug.

And it was wonderful.

More of You

There was no fear in it. No condemnation. No checklist running through my head. Just a deep sense of being held—of closeness restored. And in that moment, something else became clear: if this is what God’s presence feels like, I want more of it.

Not more knowledge.
Not more accomplishment.
Not even more certainty.

More nearness.

Reframing Obedience

That experience didn’t make me care less about sin. It made me understand it differently. Sin isn’t dangerous because God is petty or punitive. It’s dangerous because it interferes with intimacy. It introduces distance where relationship is meant to exist.

This reframes obedience entirely.

God’s commands are not a ladder to climb toward Him.
They are not a test to pass so He will approve of us.

They are boundaries designed to protect relationship
to keep us from becoming the kind of people who can no longer walk closely with a holy God without harm.

In that sense, obedience is not the goal.
Closeness is.

Obedience is simply what closeness requires in a broken world.

Living in the Tension

And if that tension feels unbearable—
holiness on one side, broken humanity on the other—
that’s what makes the story of Jesus so extraordinary.

In Christ, God doesn’t lower the standard of holiness.
He clothes it in mercy.

Jesus becomes the place where God’s presence and human brokenness can finally meet without destruction. Not by ignoring sin, but by bearing it. Not by redefining holiness, but by fulfilling it.

What God Wants: Restoration

Which means the commandments were never the destination.
They were always pointing toward a restored walk.

A walk where obedience flows from love.
A walk where holiness becomes life-giving rather than lethal.
A walk where closeness is no longer dangerous—but healing.

And that, I’m learning, is what God has wanted all along.


Go Deeper

As a reminder, this new section serves as “extra credit” for those interested in exploring these topics at a deeper level.

Why Holiness Protects Nearness

If God’s concern with sin is ultimately about closeness, then the spiritual question begins to shift.

It’s no longer only What should I stop doing?
It becomes What am I carrying that makes nearness harder?

Some of the weight we carry is obvious—patterns we know are misaligned with God’s heart. But some of it is quieter and more socially acceptable: self-reliance, control, the need to understand, the pressure to perform, the habit of measuring our worth by outcomes. Might as well throw impatience in there as well—I want my prayers answered and I want it NOW!

These don’t always feel like sin.
Often, they feel like strength. Success. Getting things done.

And yet they still create distance.

Scripture shows us that God is careful with His presence—not because He is unwilling to draw near, but because He knows what proximity requires. His holiness is not opposed to relationship; it is the reason relationship must be handled with care.

This is why God sometimes appears to keep distance in the biblical story—not as punishment, but as mercy. Nearness without transformation would harm the very people He loves.

Holiness, seen this way, is not about earning God’s approval.
It’s about making room.

Making room for God to draw near without destroying us.
Making room for a relationship that heals rather than overwhelms.

So the deeper question worth sitting with this week is a gentle one:

What might I need to lay down in order to stay close to God?

Not out of fear.
Not out of guilt.

But out of desire—for the kind of nearness that feels like being held.

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Walking with God

Introduction

Scripture is filled with stories of people who did remarkable things for God—but every so often, it pauses to highlight something quieter, simpler, and far more personal.

One of those moments comes almost in passing. Enoch’s story is told in 3 verses. But then it has a rather remarkable ending:

“Enoch walked with God; then he was no more, because God took him.”
Genesis 5:24 (NIV)

That’s it.
No résumé.
No list of accomplishments.
No explanation.

In a genealogy defined by repetition—and then he died… and then he died… and then he died—Enoch stands out as a quiet interruption. His life is remembered not for what he built, led, or produced, but for who he walked with.

That brief line echoes something far older—something first glimpsed in the opening chapters of Genesis, when humanity walked with God unhidden and unafraid. Even after sin fractured that closeness, Enoch’s story tells us something quietly hopeful:

Walking with God was still possible.

A Quiet Walk in a Noisy World

Scripture doesn’t tell us what Enoch accomplished. It doesn’t tell us how many people he influenced or what legacy he left behind. It tells us only that he walked with God.

That alone was enough.

Not long after Enoch, we meet Noah.

Like Enoch, Noah is described as one who walked with God. But unlike Enoch, Noah is given an assignment—an enormous one. He’s told to build an ark in a world that has never seen rain, trusting God through decades of obedience that likely looked foolish to everyone around him.

Enoch is taken out of the world.
Noah is preserved through the rest of the world’s judgment.

Different assignments.
Different outcomes.
Same commendation.

Together, they teach us something essential: God values faithfulness expressed in very different ways. Sometimes walking with God looks quiet and unseen. Sometimes it looks like long obedience, public faithfulness, and perseverance without applause.

The assignment differs—but the measure does not.

When Impact Becomes the Goal

That distinction has been confronting for me.

Throughout my career, I’ve been wired to think in terms of impact. Whatever role I’ve held—especially in leadership—I’ve wanted to make a difference, to improve outcomes, to leave things better than I found them.

That mindset didn’t disappear when I turned my attention toward serving God. If anything, it intensified. I wanted to make an impact for the Kingdom. A meaningful one. Preferably a large one. I wanted to be John Eldridge. Timothy Keller. N.T. Wright.

I wanted to reach and help and encourage as many people as I could for God.

But as I’ve been writing this blog—researching, wrestling with Scripture, struggling against my own “wiring”—something unexpected has happened.

God has been loosening my grip on outcomes. He has assured me countless times (because I keep reverting to my performance and metrics mindset) that it’s not the numbers of readers or likes that matter.

The focus has quietly shifted from
Who (how many) will read this?
to
Who am I walking with while I write it?

The act of writing.
The time in the Word.
The conversations with God that happen before a single word is shared.

Those moments—quiet, unseen, unmeasured—have become the gift.

That’s when Enoch’s story began to feel personal.

It’s my closeness to God that matters. It’s the work He has been doing in me through the process of writing these posts.

Faithfulness Measured in Proximity

Enoch wasn’t remembered for what he accomplished. He was remembered for who he walked with.

His life reminds us that faithfulness is not first about assignments or results, but about nearness. About presence. About relationship.

“Ark” Means “Container”

Even the details of Noah’s story reinforce this truth. The Hebrew word used for Noah’s ark doesn’t mean “ship” at all—it means box or container. God didn’t remove the flood; He provided a place of preservation within it. This container became the means of salvation, not only for Noah and his family, but for every type of animal, and for all of humanity.

God encourages Noah to trust Him, to step out in faith and do something that probably earned him more than his share of ridicule. But by listening to God, by walking with Him through decades of hard work and “crazy old Noah” jokes, he saved himself, his family, and all of us.

God could have withheld the difficulty. He could have made it not flood. He could have given Noah a ready-made ark. But he didn’t.

Why not?

For the same reason that He often doesn’t remove us from complexity or uncertainty. He often doesn’t save us from going through the storms. He doesn’t magically make me a famous blogger, with publishers falling all over themselves to publish my book.

Instead, He invites us to walk closely with Him through all of it. He gives us another sort of Container to carry us through life’s floodwaters. He named it Jesus.

Genesis tells us that God grieved over the state of humanity—that His heart was deeply troubled by what we had become (Genesis 6:6). This isn’t the regret of a distant Creator who made a mistake. It’s the grief of a God who loves deeply—and therefore feels deeply.

And yet, even in that grief, God notices Enoch.
God finds favor in Noah.
Relationship with Him remains possible.

Walking Toward Restoration

The story of Scripture moves steadily toward restoration—toward a day when God once again dwells fully with His people.

In that sense, walking with God isn’t just a metaphor for faithfulness now; it’s a rehearsal for what eternity is meant to be.

If this blog reaches many people, that’s a blessing.
If it reaches only a few—or only me—that doesn’t make the walk any less real.

Because faithfulness, it turns out, isn’t measured in audience size or visible impact.

It’s measured in proximity.

And sometimes, the most meaningful thing we can do is simply this:

Walk with God.


Go Deeper

I have a small confession to make. Oftentimes when I write these blog posts, I feel like I leave a lot unsaid that I would like to say. I find myself holding back or even removing sentences or whole sections to keep the posts accessible, something that can be read in just a few minutes.

This particular post is no exception. Except this time I received the inspiration to add a section called “Go Deeper” for those readers who may hunger for more insights, more encouragement, or more dad jokes, this section may provide that.

If that’s not you, then you’ve consumed the “main” content, so feel free to skip to the end to leave a like or comment (even though it’s not all about the numbers…right? ).

Otherwise, read on….

Enoch and Noah: Same Walk, Different Callings

In Genesis, Enoch and Noah appear close together, and that placement is intentional. Scripture tells us that both men walked with God, yet their lives unfolded very differently.

Enoch’s walk led to quiet intimacy. We’re given no record of his accomplishments or assignments—only the outcome of his nearness to God. Noah’s walk, on the other hand, led to a demanding, visible calling. He was asked to build something tangible, costly, and misunderstood, trusting God through many years of obedience with no immediate payoff.

The contrast matters. It tells us that walking with God does not guarantee a particular kind of calling. Some are taken out of the storm; others are asked to build through it.

Faithfulness looks the same at its core—trust, obedience, relationship—even when the expression looks radically different.

So for me, even though I don’t have the impact of John Eldridge, Timothy Keller, or N.T. Wright, I still feel called to write this little blog each week.

Why? Because doing so is drawing me closer to God. And because maybe someday, in some way that I may never know, the words I write will help another follower of Christ—or even someone who’s not quite there yet—walk with God in a deeper, more meaningful way.

Two Arks (and a Basket), One Story of Preservation

Here’s something that deepened my appreciation for this story as I was researching this post.

In English, we use the word ark for multiple biblical objects—but in Hebrew, different words are used, each describing a different kind of container, with a remarkably consistent purpose.

Noah’s ark is called tevah (תֵּבָה).
That word doesn’t mean ship. It means box, chest, or container.

The word appears only two places in the Old Testament:

  • for Noah’s ark (Genesis 6–9), as described in the “main” part of the post
  • and for the basket that saved baby Moses (Exodus 2:3)

That connection stopped me in my tracks.

In both cases, God does not remove the danger:

  • He does not stop the flood.
  • He does not prevent Pharaoh’s decree that caused Moses’ mother to set him adrift in the safety of a basket, giving him a chance to survive.

Instead, He provides a container—a place of preservation within the chaos.

The waters still rise.
The river still flows.
Judgment and danger still exist.

But those who trust God enough to step into what He provides are carried through the dangers.

Noah’s tevah preserves humanity and creation.
Moses’ tevah preserves the deliverer of Israel.

Different moments in history.
Same divine strategy.

The Ark of the Covenant, on the other hand, uses a different Hebrew word: aron (אָרוֹן).
It also means container—but this one holds the symbols of God’s covenant and represents His dwelling presence among His people.

So we have:

  • a tevah that preserves life
  • and an aron that preserves relationship

Different objects.
Different contexts.
Same divine impulse.

I found it interesting that the people who translated the Old Testament into English chose to use the same word for both—ark.

God consistently chooses to preserve life and relationship through proximity—by inviting His people inside what He provides, rather than removing them from the storm altogether.

The Greater Container

Seen through this lens, it becomes impossible not to see where the arc of the story is heading (pun intended—there’s your bonus dad joke).

God doesn’t ultimately save humanity through a wooden box, a woven basket, or a gilded chest.

He saves us through a Person.

Jesus is the final Container—the place where judgment and mercy meet.

Like the ark:

  • He does not prevent the storm.
  • He enters it.

Like the basket:

  • He is placed into vulnerability.
  • He is entrusted fully to the Father.

And like the Ark of the Covenant:

  • He is the dwelling place of God with humanity.

To be “in Christ” is to be sheltered by Him.
To abide in Him is to be carried through waters we could never survive on our own.

God may not remove us from the flood.
But He always provides a way to remain with Him in the midst of it.

A Question Worth Sitting With

If Enoch reminds us that walking with God is the goal,
and Noah reminds us that obedience may still be required,
then the deeper question becomes this:

Am I more focused on the assignment God might give me—or on staying close enough to hear Him clearly, whatever that assignment may be?

That’s a question worth returning to.
Again and again.

Sometimes, walking with God doesn’t mean avoiding the flood—it means trusting the One who carries us through it.

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In the Beginning…God With Us

In the Beginning

Given that we just started a new year, in most Bible reading plans, we encounter words that anyone who has started going through the Bible has undoubtedly read:

“In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth.”
—Genesis 1:1 (NIV)

Those words are so familiar that it’s easy to rush past them. But if we slow down, they tell us something profound—not just about how the world began, but about how we were meant to live.

In the opening chapters of Genesis, God creates everything: light, land, seas, plants, animals—and finally, us. And then something remarkable happens.

Adam and Eve walk with God.

Not metaphorically.
Not spiritually in some distant sense.
They walk with Him—enjoying His presence, His companionship, His nearness. Life in the garden is whole, harmonious, and unbroken. No shame. No fear. No hiding.

Everything is exactly as it was meant to be.

Until it isn’t.

When Paradise Was Lost

As humans tend to do, Adam and Eve wanted more than what they had, even though they already had it all. The serpent capitalized on that desire, planting doubt and temptation. Sin entered the story, and with it came rupture, devastation.

The relationship between God and humanity was damaged.
The harmony of creation fractured.
And paradise was lost.

God—who is holy—could no longer dwell in the presence of sin. Adam and Eve were evicted from Eden, and humanity began its long toil east of paradise.

Ever since, we’ve been trying to recreate what was lost.
To build our own versions of Eden.
To find our way back home.

And yet, the ache remains.

God’s Presence—Restored in a New Way

Here’s the part that still amazes me.

Despite our brokenness—and our ongoing tendency toward sin—God did not abandon us.

Through Jesus, and through the gift of the Holy Spirit, God made a way to dwell with us again.

Borrowed from YouVersion

That means God’s presence is no longer limited to a garden, a tabernacle, or a temple.
He is with us.
He is in us.

And most of the time, that is an incredible comfort.

When I’m living in step with God—when my words and actions align with His heart, when I’m seeking to love well and advance His Kingdom—I cherish that closeness. I feel grounded. Steady. Alive.

In fact, this year, I’ve been intentionally exploring new rhythms and practices to help me experience that abiding presence more deeply and more consistently.

But let’s be honest.

That’s not always how it feels. Do we always want God to be so close to us?

When God’s Presence Feels Uncomfortable

What about the moments when I give in to temptation?
When I say something I shouldn’t have?
When I act out of pride, fear, or selfishness?

In those moments, God’s presence doesn’t feel comforting.
It feels… unnerving. I picture God holding His head in His hand, shaking His head, and muttering, “C’mon, Dave. You know better.

My instinct in these times is the same one Adam and Eve had in the garden:

To run.
To hide.
To cover myself.

But as the psalmist reminds us, hiding is an illusion.

Where can I go from your Spirit?
Where can I flee from your presence?

Psalm 139:7 (NIV)

This psalm is usually read as deeply comforting—and it is. But there’s also something painfully human in it. A quiet acknowledgment of our desire to disappear when we’ve messed up.

I can’t help but think of the Apostle Peter.

Peter’s Failure—and Restoration

Not long before Judas’s betrayal of Jesus, Peter boldly declared he would follow Jesus anywhere—even to death.

And then, hours later, on the worst night of Jesus’ life, Peter denied knowing Him.
Three times.

Can you imagine the weight of that failure?
The shame?
The desire to hide forever?

And yet, after the resurrection, Jesus doesn’t avoid Peter.

He seeks him out.

On a beach, over breakfast, Jesus restores Peter—not with condemnation, but with love.

“Simon son of John, do you love me?”
John 21:15 (NIV)

Three times Peter is asked.
Three times he is restored.

It’s as if Jesus is saying:

You don’t need to run from My presence.
You don’t need to fear it.
You don’t need to hide.

I already know what you’ve done.
And I love you anyway.

Abiding Instead of Hiding

This is the truth I want to live into more deeply this year.

Not just enjoying God’s presence when I’m “doing well,”
but learning to remain with Him when I fall short.

To stop hiding.
To stop pretending.
To stop believing that my failures surprise Him.

Jesus Himself invites us into this kind of relationship:

“Abide in me, and I in you.”
John 15:4 (ESV)

Abiding doesn’t mean getting it perfect every time.
It means staying.
Letting God teach us.
Letting Him shape us.
Letting Him redeem even our mistakes.

God knows every failure we will ever make.
And He chose to dwell with us anyway.

That was true in Eden.
It was true in Christ.
And it is true now—through His Spirit within us.

What to Do Now

So here’s my invitation—to you and to myself:

This week, notice when you feel closest to God.
And notice when you feel tempted to pull away.

Instead of hiding…
pause.
Breathe.
Stay.

Bring your whole self into God’s presence—your faithfulness and your failures alike.

Ask Him:

  • Where am I running instead of abiding?
  • What would it look like to remain with You right here?

Paradise was lost.
But God’s presence was not.

And one day, through Christ, Eden will be fully restored.

Until then, God walks with us—
not just in our best moments,
but in all of them.

As Jesus promised:

And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age.
Matthew 28:20 (NIV)

Right here.
Right now.
God is with us.

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A Prayer for the Year Ahead

God of yesterday, today, and tomorrow,

Thank You for carrying me through this past year—
through grief and gratitude,
through uncertainty and remembrance,
through moments I would never have chosen
and lessons I would never trade.

As I step into this new year,
I do not ask for clarity on every step.
I ask for closeness.

Teach me how to abide—
to stay rooted in You when answers are slow,
to trust You when outcomes are unclear,
and to rest in Your presence when the road feels unfinished.

Help me release what no longer serves Your purposes in my life.
Help me hold loosely to what I cannot control.
Help me love deeply, walk humbly, and listen attentively.

Go before me, Lord.
Walk beside me.
Remain within me.

And whatever this year holds—
joy or sorrow, gain or letting go—
let my life reflect Your faithfulness.

I choose to abide.

Amen.

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Carrying God’s Comfort into the New Year

Introduction

Well, this is the final Sunday of the year—my last post of 2025.

And if I’m honest, this year has been a hard one.

We shared a beautiful Christmas with our family, filled with love, laughter, and gratitude. But almost immediately after, life picked back up at full speed. We’ve spent the days since Christmas packing up parts of my dad’s house—preparing it to be sold as we continue the long, emotional process of settling his estate after his passing earlier this summer.

Being together again in his house stirred a lot of memories.

We mourned his absence.
We felt the weight of loss.
And at the same time, we reminisced—fondly and gratefully—about Christmases past. Moments that shaped us. Traditions that mattered. Love that endured, even when life was messy.

This final gathering in this space reinforced something that’s been settling deeply in my heart all year, but especially since my dad’s passing:

Faith, family, and friends matter more than anything else.

Not careers.
Not achievements.
Not the endless list of things that clamor for our attention.

Those relationships—anchored in love—are what last.

2025 has been difficult. There’s no way around that. And even as the calendar turns, there is still unfinished work ahead—paperwork, decisions, loose ends that don’t resolve themselves overnight.

But despite all of that, I find myself leaning toward optimism.

A new year is coming.
A fresh chapter is opening.
And hope springs eternal.

Throughout this Advent season, I’ve found deep comfort in returning again and again to the gifts God offers so freely: hope, peace, joy, and love. They’ve steadied me when grief felt heavy. They’ve reminded me that even when life feels uncertain, God is not.

As I step into the new year, I don’t do so with all the answers.
I don’t do so with everything neatly resolved.
But I do step forward with confidence—not in myself, but in God’s faithfulness.

I intend to carry His comfort with me.
To walk closely with Him.
To continue prioritizing what truly matters.
And to trust that He will meet me in whatever lies ahead.

So as this year comes to a close, my prayer—for myself and for you—is simple:

That we would enter the new year grounded in what lasts.
That we would release what no longer needs to define us.
And that we would journey forward, confident that God goes with us.

Hope springs eternal.
The New Year is around the corner, and God is there waiting for us, lighting the way.

A Scripture Anchor for the Year Ahead

As I look toward the coming year, one verse has been settling in my heart as a kind of anchor:

“The Lord himself goes before you and will be with you;
he will never leave you nor forsake you.
Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged.”

Deuteronomy 31:8 (NIV)

I love this promise because it doesn’t pretend the road ahead will be easy. It doesn’t say everything will make sense or unfold according to our plans.

What it does say is this:

God goes before us.
God walks with us.
God does not abandon us.

That’s enough.

As I step into a new year—with unfinished business, unanswered questions, and quiet hopes—I don’t need certainty. I need His presence. And this verse reminds me that I already have it.


Reflection for the Week (and the Year Ahead)

As you stand on the threshold of a new year, you might want to spend a little time reflecting on these questions:

  • As you look back on this past year, what was most difficult—and where did you sense God’s presence within it?
  • What are you carrying into the new year that no longer deserves the weight you’ve been giving it?
  • Which relationships—faith, family, or friendships—do you want to prioritize more intentionally?
  • What does it look like for you to step into the new year with hope, even if everything isn’t resolved yet?
  • If God were gently inviting you to trust Him more deeply in one area of your life this year, what might that be?

You don’t need perfect answers.
You don’t need a polished plan.
You just need a willing heart.

God will take care of the rest.

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God With Us

Merry Christmas!

Today and tomorrow, we celebrate something both ordinary and extraordinary:
God stepped into our world.

Not in power or spectacle.
Not with force or fear.
But as a child—vulnerable, humble, and near.

Whatever this season looks like for you—full or quiet, joyful or heavy—know this:

You are not alone.

Emmanuel has come.
Let His peace reign in your heart, and be thankful.

God is with us in our laughter.
God is with us in our grief.
God is with us in homes filled with people…
and in rooms that feel painfully quiet.

The Light has entered the darkness.
And the darkness has not overcome it. And it never will.

My prayer for you today is simple:

That you would sense God’s nearness.
That you would receive His peace.
That you would remember you are deeply loved.

Merry Christmas.
Christ has come.

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Love Helps Us Remember… and Forget

Introduction

Christmas has a way of pulling memories to the surface.

This year, more than any other, I’ve found myself revisiting Christmases past. Maybe that’s because this is my first Christmas without either of my parents. My mom passed away seven years ago, and my dad earlier this year. It’s strange—my mom was always the one who truly loved Christmas. And yet, it’s now, with both of them gone, that the memories feel louder.

I’ve been thinking about Christmases from my childhood. Christmas eves, Christmas mornings. Traditions. Laughter. The feeling—however fleeting—that everything was right with the world. I’ve also been remembering Christmases later on, when my wife and I were raising our own kids, and my parents were part of those years too.

Here’s the interesting thing.

My parents were not perfect people. Not even close. There was tension—sometimes a lot of it. My sister and I felt it growing up. Later, my wife and I felt it. And then my kids felt it too. There were misunderstandings, sharp edges, unresolved conflicts—the kind that come with broken people trying to live and love together.

And yet… that’s not what my heart keeps returning to.

What I remember most vividly is my parents trying.

Trying to make Christmas magical.
Trying to create something warm and memorable.
Trying—imperfectly, clumsily, sincerely—to love us well.

And that’s when it struck me:

This is what love does.

Love helps us remember the light.
And love helps us forget—or at least soften—the pain.

It doesn’t erase reality. It doesn’t pretend the brokenness wasn’t there. But it reframes it. It filters memory through grace.

And as I sat with that realization, I began to see something even deeper.

This is how God loves us.

Loved Beyond Our Brokenness

God knows us far more intimately than we ever knew our parents—or they knew us. He sees every flaw, every failure, every sharp word, every selfish impulse. Nothing about us is hidden from Him.

And yet, Scripture tells us that God does not relate to us primarily through the lens of our brokenness, but through the lens of His love.

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God didn’t wait for us to clean ourselves up.
He didn’t demand perfection before moving toward us.
He didn’t focus on the mess—we made plenty of that on our own.

Instead, He sent His Son into the mess.

And not as a conquering king.
Not as a display of overwhelming force.
But as a baby.

Which brings me to the second thing that’s been sitting with me this Christmas.

Power, Powerlessness, and a Baby in a Manger

From last Wednesday through yesterday, we went through something that, on the surface, had nothing to do with Christmas—but spiritually, it felt deeply connected.

We lost power for nearly six days.

No electricity.
No heat.
No hot water.

It was uncomfortable. Exhausting. Frustrating, not the least because I couldn’t write this blog post like I usually do on Sundays. And it was humbling.

What struck me most wasn’t just the inconvenience—it was how powerless we felt. In our normal lives, we like to believe we’re in control. We manage schedules, thermostats, lights, devices. We plan. We optimize. We assume stability.

And then the power goes out.

And we’re reminded how little control we actually have.

That experience made something about Christmas click for me in a new way.

Because Christmas is full of irony about power.

A heavenly army of angels announces the birth of God’s Son…
to shepherds in Israel—an unremarkable profession in an unremarkable place.

The Creator of the universe enters His creation…
not in a palace, but in a borrowed stable.

The One through whom all things were made arrives…
utterly dependent on a young, poor couple.

It turns out the greatest power is not the power that needs to prove itself.

The strongest power is the kind that chooses restraint.

The Power of Love

God could have come in fire and thunder.
He could have arrived with unmistakable force.
He could have bent the world into submission.

Instead, He came in love.

Love that remembers us not for our worst moments, but for what we were created to be.
Love that absorbs pain instead of returning it.
Love that doesn’t need to dominate in order to win.

And here’s the quiet miracle of it all:

Just as my memories of my parents are being filtered through love…
God sees us through the finished work of His Son.

Not as we are at our messiest.
But as we will be in heaven—whole, healed, restored.

Christmas is God saying:

I see the brokenness.
I know the tension.
I understand the pain.

And I love you anyway.

This Christmas

This Christmas will feel different for me.
There will be empty spaces.
There will be memories that ache.

But there will also be gratitude.

Gratitude for love that endured.
Gratitude for parents who tried.
Gratitude for a God whose power is gentle enough to come to us as a child.

And maybe that’s the invitation Christmas offers all of us:

To remember the light.
To release what no longer needs to define us.
To trust a God whose love reframes everything.

Even grief.
Even power.
Even memory.

Especially memory.

Because in the end, love helps us remember… and forget.

And God’s love—revealed in a manger—is more powerful than we could ever imagine.

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In the Midst of It All, Rejoice

Introduction

Joy is a funny thing.

It’s often confused with happiness, excitement, or celebration—but biblical joy is something deeper, sturdier, and more surprising. Especially when it shows up in places where it doesn’t seem to belong.

That’s why this week’s Advent theme—Joy—has been sitting with me in a new way.

Isaiah describes it beautifully in a passage that Christians have been reading during Advent for centuries. Here it is from The Message:

The people who walked in darkness
have seen a great light.
For those who lived in a land of deep shadows—
light! sunbursts of light!

You repopulated the nation,
you expanded its joy.
Oh, they’re so glad in your presence!
Festival joy!
The joy of a great celebration,
sharing rich gifts and warm greetings.
—Isaiah 9:2–3 (MSG)

Joy here doesn’t come after everything is fixed.
It comes in the midst of darkness, right as the light breaks in.

That’s an important distinction.

Stepping from Darkness into Light

One of the clearest pictures of this kind of joy comes from an unexpected place: blindness.

In Acts 26, the Apostle Paul recounts his conversion—back when he was still Saul. On the road to Damascus, Jesus interrupts Saul’s life so completely that Saul is struck blind. Ironically, it’s in losing his physical sight that Saul finally steps from darkness into light.

Jesus explains His mission to Saul this way:

“I am sending you to them to open their eyes and turn them from darkness to light, and from the power of Satan to God…”
Acts 26:18 (NIV)

Saul thought he was doing everything right.
He thought he was a “good man.”
He thought he could see clearly.

But it turned out he was blind to the very truth he needed most.

That story resonates deeply with me—because I see myself in it.

When “Good Enough” Isn’t Enough

I became a follower of Christ when I was 15 years old. Up until that point, I thought of myself as a good guy.

By my standards—and by the world’s standards—I was doing fine.

I wasn’t mean.
I didn’t cheat, steal, or lie (much).
I tried to be decent.
I might even support a righteous cause or two.

And I know I’m not alone. I meet a lot of people who live in that space.

I think that’s why Jesus once said:

“It is not the healthy who need a doctor, but the sick. I have not come to call the righteous, but sinners.”
Mark 2:17 (NIV)

I don’t think Jesus meant that some people don’t need saving.

I think He was using holy irony.

We all need a doctor—but only those who recognize their sickness will go looking for one.

For me, that recognition was stepping from darkness into light.

It happened at Forest Home Christian Conference Center in the mountains of Southern California. I remember buying a t-shirt that said “Aslan Is Near”—a reference to C.S. Lewis’s Christ figure in The Chronicles of Narnia.

Like Saul, my life would never be the same.

A Winding Path—and a Faithful God

That doesn’t mean my life suddenly became neat, tidy, or predictable.

Far from it.

My journey with Christ has been hilly, rocky, and full of sharp turns.

As a kid, I wanted to be either a professional hockey player or a writer.

God had other ideas.

A serious knee injury my senior year of high school effectively ended my hockey dream. At the time, it felt devastating. Looking back, I think God knew that life might have consumed me in ways that would have crowded out other callings—like marriage, family, and faith.

As for writing? The jury’s still out.

I’ve written a few complete manuscripts. None have been published, although I came close with one. I have ideas for more, including one I’m working on now. For the moment, God seems to be inviting me to use this gift here—writing words of encouragement, pointing others toward hope and faith.

It’s not how I imagined things.
But I’m learning that God is far more interested in advancing His Kingdom than in fulfilling my carefully crafted career plans.

My job is faithfulness.
His job is outcomes.

Learning to Rejoice Anyway

Fast forward to today.

My life doesn’t look like I once thought it would—and I’m genuinely grateful for that.

I’ve experienced twists and turns I would never have chosen for myself, but they’ve shaped me into who I am and led me exactly where I am now. Along the way, I’ve learned something simple and profound:

There is nothing more lasting in life than to love and be loved.

Does that mean life is easy?
That I’ve figured it all out?

Absolutely not.

But it does mean that with Christ as the bedrock of my life, I’ve learned how to rejoice even when things are burning down around me.

That kind of joy shows up in unexpected ways—little Easter eggs of grace that remind me God is near. They strengthen me.

A Song That Taught Me How to Rejoice

This idea of rejoicing in the midst of it all always brings me back to the Christmas hymn “O Come, O Come, Emmanuel.”

Years ago, God dragged me (gently… and not so gently) out of my comfort zone and dropped me into the praise band at church. One Christmas, we sang this song for the congregation.

What struck me—rehearsal after rehearsal—was how somber it is. It’s written in a minor key.

The verses sound almost like a funeral dirge.
Heavy.
Pensive.
Mournful.

And then comes the chorus:

Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel shall come to thee…

Even then, it’s not a bubbly, carefree joy.
It’s a defiant joy.
A joy that exists because things are hard, not because they’re easy.

That’s been true in my own life.

Sometimes my song sounds like those verses—quiet, reflective, weighted by loss or uncertainty.
Other times, it sounds like Beethoven’s “Ode to Joy.”

And sometimes?
The best I can do is a trembling, imperfect “Rejoice,” in a minor key.

But even that is enough.

Joy Rooted in Light

Whatever the season, I can rejoice because I know this:

God stepped into my darkness.
He opened my eyes.
He led me into His marvelous light.
And He has never stopped walking with me since.

That’s the joy of Advent.

Not joy because everything is fixed.
But joy because the Light has come—and the darkness will not win.

So in the midst of it all…

I rejoice. Even sometimes in a minor key.

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The Time Between

Introduction

I recently finished listening to a beautiful devotional book called Delighting in Jesus by Asheritah Ciuciu, and one theme she describes immediately grabbed my heart. It reminded me of something a pastor of mine used to teach years ago—the concept of “the now and the not yet.”

What does that mean?

It’s a way of understanding the time we live in today:
the time between Jesus’ first arrival—His birth in Bethlehem—and His future return when He will make all things right.

Right now, we live in this holy tension:

  • Jesus has already won the victory over sin, death, and the evil one
  • Yet the world is not yet restored to its final, perfect state
  • We walk in hope, even while we wait
  • We carry the light of Christ, even while darkness still lingers

This is The Time Between—and God has placed us here on purpose.


Living in the Now and Not Yet

Scripture reminds us that Jesus has already conquered the power of darkness:

“In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.”
—John 16:33 (NIV)

Yet Revelation points to a day still coming when He will wipe away every tear:

“He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain…”
—Revelation 21:4 (NIV)

We live between these two realities—
victory promised, victory secured, victory still unfolding.

In the Time Between, our calling is clear:

  • Live as a people anchored in hope
  • Live as a people marked by peace
  • Live as a people who know how the story ends
  • Live as a people who shine light in the darkness

And this brings us to Advent.


Advent: Hope and Peace in the Waiting

For those Christian traditions that observe the season of Advent, last Sunday marked the first candle: Hope.

This Sunday marks the second candle: Peace.

These are not random themes—they are theological threads woven directly into the life of every believer living in the time between.

Hope — because Jesus came.

The long-awaited Messiah arrived not in power, but in humility. His birth is proof that God keeps His promises, even if they take time to unfold.

“The people walking in darkness have seen a great light.”
—Isaiah 9:2 (NIV)

Peace — because Jesus is coming again.

Not a fragile peace, not a shallow peace, but the deep, soul-settling peace that comes from knowing the end of the story.

“My peace I give you… Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.”
—John 14:27 (NIV)

Advent teaches us to hold both truths at once:
He came. He will come again.
And in the middle, He is with us.


The Mess We Made—and the Rescue God Sent

The world is not what God intended it to be.
Far from it.

But instead of abandoning us to our self-made mess, God moved toward us.

He launched a rescue mission that began in a manger and culminated on a cross.

Jesus came so that:

  • our sins could be forgiven
  • our relationship with God could be restored
  • our future could be secured
  • our hope could be anchored

And in the time between His first and second coming, we live in the shadow of that rescue—reminded that the Light is stronger than the darkness.


Peace in the Promise That Love Will Win

Because Jesus came, we have hope.
Because Jesus will come again, we have peace.

Even if the world feels chaotic…
Even if evil seems loud…
Even if prayers feel unanswered…

We know how the story ends.

“The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.”
—John 1:5 (NIV)

Love wins.
Light wins.
Christ wins.

And because we belong to Him, we win too.

This is the peace of Advent—not the absence of conflict, but the presence of Christ.


Closing Prayer

I thought I would provide a prayer that came to me, in case it would be helpful for you, too.

Dear Jesus,
We thank You for coming into our world once, and we thank You that You will come again.
Teach us how to live faithfully in this time between—holding tight to Your promises,
resting in Your peace,
and shining Your hope into a world that desperately needs it.

When our hearts grow weary, remind us of Your victory.
When the darkness feels heavy, remind us that the Light has already overcome it.
When we feel caught between what is and what will be, anchor our spirits in Your unchanging goodness.

Prepare us during this Advent season to recognize Your presence,
to trust Your timing,
and to live as Your people—
full of hope, full of peace, and full of anticipation
for the day You return to make all things new.

Come, Lord Jesus.
Amen.


Reflection Questions for the Week

I also thought it might be helpful to give you some questions you can reflect on this week:

  1. Where in my life do I most feel the tension of the “now and not yet”?
    What longing or frustration is God inviting me to bring to Him?
  2. Where has Jesus already brought victory into my story?
    How can I remind myself of this truth when I’m discouraged?
  3. In what area do I need to release control and embrace the peace of Christ this Advent?
  4. How can I carry hope into my workplace, home, friendships, or community this week?
  5. Which Advent theme resonates most deeply with me right now—hope or peace—and why?
  6. If Jesus returned today, what part of my life would I be most grateful that He redeems?
  7. How can I create small moments this week to pause, breathe, and remember that Jesus is near—right here in the time between?

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