The World Is Dark, but We Know the Light

Gina Butz Christmas, grace, hope, loved, peace 0 Comments

This has been a divisive year. Lines have been drawn and ugliness has risen to the surface in many places. Sometimes the darkness feels all too strong. Jesus understands that kind of world. When he entered it, the Jewish people had endured 400 years of silence from God. They lived under the oppressive rule of Rome. Soldiers walked the streets. Riots …

When Gratitude Is Hard

Gina Butz gratitude, trials 3 Comments

This is the month of the year when we are reminded to be thankful. Pinterest is cluttered with suggestions for ways to count our blessings. At work someone has a thankfulness tree, and a sign inviting others to write on a leaf and add to it. Among the turkey and pilgrim decorations are plates and napkins and signs bearing the word, “Thanks.” …

Looking for God in the Right Places

Gina Butz expectations, faith 2 Comments

There’s so much we miss if we aren’t looking for it. 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 had flown away. “It’s still there. It’s been there all …

Having Hope in a New Season

Gina Butz expectations, hope, transition 4 Comments

It’s September. The pumpkin spice lattes are back, and the Halloween candy is out, which is how I know it’s autumn (Orlando weather doesn’t really give me any clues). Can I just point out that if you’re buying Halloween candy now, you’re either a great planner AND highly disciplined, or let’s face it-it’s never going to last until October 31. …

Why Christmas Reminds Me to Hope in God

Gina Butz Christmas, expectations, faith, hope 0 Comments

I hate waiting. That’s why I have Amazon Prime. ‘Tis the season of waiting. We wait in lines, for packages to arrive, for family, friends, parties, planes. In the Bible, the word wait is often translated hope. They are intertwined. We must wait for the objects of our hope. Hope feels deeper. We don’t just hope for that gift we …