A weedy kind of love

Psalm 18:1 I love You, O Lord, my strength. As the only child of a horticulture professor father completely smitten with his vegetable garden, I learned early on all about weeds. I learned that: weeds were not our friends; rabbits and squirrels would eat anything but them; and it was my job to hoe orContinue reading “A weedy kind of love”

A symphony in and of the woods

Luke 19:40. Jesus said to them, “I tell you that if these did not speak, the very stones would call out.” The other morning I had the privilege of listening to and participating in the eleven-part symphony of the woods in the amphitheater of the woods themselves. The woods were full of praise for their Creator whichContinue reading “A symphony in and of the woods”

when liturgy becomes legacy

Psalm 84:10a A single day in your courts is better than a thousand anywhere else! Most mornings when I was growing up, I’d wake up early; jump out of bed; and run to the living room where I’d crawl into my daddy’s lap. He was always there in his big leather chair with mind andContinue reading “when liturgy becomes legacy”

Beth Madison’s author page

Dear Friends, Thank you for your support – you are treasures to me every single day! I hope that you might be encouraged by what you see on my new author website https://bethmadison.net/ You can also link to here from there – yes, this old absent-minded eccentric science professor has learned just enough technology toContinue reading “Beth Madison’s author page”

Humus and humility

Humus and humility While reading “Suffering and God” by Alistair McGrath (an excellent book!) for another research project, I was both surprised and fascinated to learn that the root word for humility is humus. Needless to say, this soil scientist really perked up to hear what Dr. McGrath had to say next! And a littleContinue reading “Humus and humility”

Broken but Jesus (still) loves me

Romans 8:38-39 For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord My mother made this little “Jesus lovesContinue reading “Broken but Jesus (still) loves me”