Thursday, January 28, 2016

Beauty at the Crossroads: Which Way Do I Go?

by Danetta Kellar

We bumped and bounced along the narrow road, white dust floating up in plumes like baby powder around our four-wheel drive. Confident and laughing, we chattered about the different animals we encountered in the savanna that afternoon. The lion who had taken a lazy nap on the rock just by the road. The giraffes who danced a ballet duet with their necks.

Our happy reverie was abruptly interrupted as our driver brought us to a jolting stop. The road ended in a perfect t-junction, and something was standing right in the middle of it. Something BIG. As the dust settled, we began to make out what it was.

An elephant, twice as large as our vehicle, stood smack in our way. Defiant and angry, she raised her long trunk and trumpeted louder than the archangel himself.

We all stopped breathing for a moment, not able to be afraid and breathe at the same time.

Our driver looked up at her, grabbed the wheel more tightly, and revved the engine like a monster. Again, and again, he roared. 

Thursday, January 14, 2016

Trees in the Nursery: When Children Grow Up


by Danetta Kellar


Blessed is the man who does not walk in the counsel of the wicked or stand in the way of sinners, or sit in the seat of mockers. But his delight is in the law of the Lord, and on his law he meditates day and night. 



He is like a tree planted by streams of water, which yields its fruit in season and whose leaf does not wither. -Psalm 1:1-3

When children first come, it seems childhood will last forever. 

The delightful stages, the difficult ones, all seem timeless. We hope our faithfulness will outweigh our failures in the end. We pray to one day see them like trees planted by streams of water, yielding fruit in season with leaves that will not wither.

For many years since my children were born, I have taken time at the beginning of each year to seek the Lord for them, setting goals for the upcoming year. It has been a reassuring exercise, a road map for the uncertainties of each season, a benchmark for growth as we look back time after time.

Thursday, January 7, 2016

Do Not Despise Small Beginnings

By Danetta Kellar

Do not despise these small beginnings, for the Lord rejoices to see the work begin. Zechariah 4:10 NIV

I lay there in the dark, alert and ready to leap out of bed at any given second. The sound of the rat running back and forth on the bed post inches from my head had me frozen in place, immobilized and afraid to breathe. What on earth is he carrying in his mouth with such dedication? I wondered to myself. Back and forth, back and forth. Scratch, scramble, swoosh, slip, patter-patter-patter over my head. Again. And again. He was very busy, and paid me no mind whatsoever. 

All of my senses, however, were completely trained upon his every move. I was trying very hard not to scream.