My hope feels broke It's cloaked Soaked in fear but it's clear You told me you're near Your promises say: "Dear one, I haven't forgotten those you love My love for them is present In weakness, My strength looks a lot like meekness Trust it It's not rusted It's tried and true Gotta let me do the work It can't be you So rest, take a break Recreate, Reapply the balm of joy To your...

Those of you who have been reading Off With Your Sandals since the beginning might remember that these posts used to dissect and dive into one worship song per post. In lonely Montreal moments when I desperately needed my heart to be ministered to, I would listen to a song about 20-30 times and just let it wash over me. Often my responses to these songs were to cry, be thankful...

The topic of shame and isolation came to the surface of my heart in the last little while when a friend shared with me the gentle and honest talk on addictions by Canadian physician, Gabor Mate. I have been ruminating since then on the presence of pain, isolation and loss that exists in the life of someone who struggles with addiction. I was struck by how Gabor shares...