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Sense and Sensibility. If you've ever read the book by Jane Austen (or have seen the play, like me), you know a bit about what it means to have either. To be full of sense is to be led by your head. To be logical and think things through, to make plans and be responsible. To live with your feet on the ground. To be full of sensibility is to be led by your heart. To feel and dream, to be spontaneous and maybe a little reckless. To live with your head in the clouds. Both are important. Neither is inherently bad, when balanced with the other. But then, we also have the Spirit to consider. As a Believer in Jesus Christ, the Holy Spirit lives in me. I should be led by that first. Not my head, not my heart, but the Spirit. In my own life, I tend to feel things very deeply. I am a big fan of Disney, and therefore have been very exposed to "Follow Your Heart!" When I slowly started to come to the realization that, no, you shouldn't be led by your heart,...

It has been said before that the church is like a "hospital for sinners, not a museum for saints.” To me, this means that the church body is made up of broken, sinful people who need Jesus, not perfect people who follow religious rules. The church is meant to be a place where you can take off your mask, be real, vulnerable, and broken with those around you. Yet, I find myself walking in every Sunday with my mask firmly glued to my face. High heels. Hair brushed. Makeup on. Smile! "I'm doing just fine how are you!" "Everything is great!" Show your teeth now. Nod. Yes, everything is fine. But it's not. It's not fine. I think that a lot of others in the congregation keep their masks on too. We don't show our brokenness. Not even here. But perhaps there is a person or two here that they can be truly real with. I only have one. The mask dissolves for her only. And sometimes I have trouble even with that. We ge...