This Kind of Jesus

Gina Butz faith 0 Comments

When I worked in campus ministry, I had a student insist to me that Jesus was white, because she’d “seen the pictures.” Yeah. I’ve seen the pictures too. Jesus always looks so serene and other worldly, like in that one where He’s standing outside the door in a halo of sunlight. I get the feeling that if I were to …

On Learning to Be Quick to Call for Help

Gina Butz dependence on God, faith 0 Comments

“Ring! Ring!” It was a common call in our house when our children were younger, usually accompanied by giggles, peppered with a little desperation. They were the distress call from our daughter, translating to, “Daddy – my big brother’s playing with me. He’s getting a little too rough. Left to my own devices I’ll probably retaliate in a way that I’ll …

What to Do When It’s Hard

Gina Butz dependence on God, faith, grief, trials 18 Comments

The last couple weeks I have witnessed all manner of hardship around me. The sudden death of a son. Adopted children wrestling with trauma and fear. Inconclusive test results. Two attempted suicides. A mysterious illness in a child. Moments like this rattle us to our core. They remind us that the world is fallen, and we are frail. They speak to …

Ask God For the Pony

Gina Butz dependence on God, faith, prayer 0 Comments

Every fall, kids make wish lists of all that they want for Christmas. When our kids were young, I feared Toys-R-Us. I was terrified they’d set their hearts on something huge we couldn’t afford. One year there was a giant toy pony that kids could actually ride. I think it cost $400. Ridiculous. Years ago, my friend’s son was celebrating his 4th …

Are You Looking for God in the Right Places?

Gina Butz expectations, faith 2 Comments

One morning last week my husband told me there was a hawk in the backyard. I glanced out the kitchen window and observed nothing. Later, he came in again and asked, “Did you see the hawk?” “No,” I replied, assuming it flew away. “It’s still there. It’s been there all morning.” I looked out again, scanning the trees. No hawk. Maybe …