Luana Ehrlich's Blog, page 18

God Planted A Garden

I planted my flower garden this week. As I was working the dirt and digging the holes, I kept reminding myself of how much I was going to love sitting on my patio this summer surrounded by thriving, flowering plants. I had to keep repeating this mantra because gardening is hard work.

In the midst of one of my many “rest periods,” I thought of the verse from Genesis 2:8, “And the Lord God planted a garden in Eden.” That sounded good to me, especially the part about God doing the planting. When...

One Person – Many Names

My husband’s name is James. When we’re out together with friends, I call him James. When the two of us are alone in the house, I call him James, as in, “James, could you take out the garbage?”

However, the way I address my husband changes when my daughter comes over. To my daughter, James is Dad, so when I refer to him in her presence, I call him Dad, as in, “Will you see if Dad is ready to take out the garbage?”

The grandkids call my husband Papaw, so, whenever they’re around, I identify him a...

How Do You Watch A Movie?

When I watch a movie, I’m intrigued by how the story unfolds, how the writer has pulled the threads of the plot together to get to a satisfactory—and sometimes unsatisfactory—ending. Of lesser importance to me are the specifics surrounding the actors’ ability to nuance the characters in the movie. Perhaps of least importance to me is the technique behind the camera shots or the way in which the director chooses to film the action in the movie.

However, my husband is not that interested in the...

Is It Okay To Worry?

In order to spend more timeon other writing and editing projects, I’ve had to be absent from my blog for a few months. However, yesterday, after being convicted about my tendency to worry, Idecidedto take the time and share a few reflections about God’s command to live a worry-free life.

It’s true. Godinstructshis followers to be free from worry and anxiety. Jesus said in Matthew 6:25, “Therefore I tell you, do not be anxious about your life.” Even though it’s worded a little differently each...

Why Do You Believe In God?

Why doyou believe in God?

I’ve seldom had to answer that question. In fact, when I heard it the other day, it surprised me. That’s like asking me why I breathe or why I love my grandkids. The answer seems obvious.

Then again, maybe it isn’t.

Why do I believe in God?

It’s certainly not because I’ve had some tangible experience. I’ve never seen God or had an angelic visitation, nor have I received some special sign—a cross in the sky or writing on the wall—to prove He’s real.

The answer to why I bel...

I Had To Do It

One day last week, I had to run away from home. It wasn’t—as some of you may be thinking—the result of having a retired husband at home all day. No, it was the roofers. Hundreds of them were on top of my house pounding away. Well, maybe there were only six, but it sounded like an army up there. It was Chinese water torture with sound. So, I left for a few hours.

I believe living in our modern culture with its massive information overload, constant communication and 24/7 news cycle can torture...