Lisa J. Camp

Dad and Me I thought of this post last week as we went through the loss of my father.  All the sentiments I had on behalf of friends who'd lost loved ones, I suddenly felt strongly for myself.  We knew Dad wasn't long for this world, but it hasn't made his death any easier.  Strangely, the separation of death reminds me how greatly God loves me.  I hope you find His love in your loss as well.   Duped by Design August, 2011 I've had my fill of funerals lately. Ready or not, impending or immediate, death is not a kind caller. It always asks too much, takes too much, leaves too much sorrow and takes too long to recover. Death has no desire to bargain or befriend - he is an unruly rapist of our equilibrium. In the past month I lost an uncle to cancer and a young friend to a sudden heart attack. One was ready, one was not. One was imminent, one was unexpected. Neither death was fair. Both goodbyes were hopeful, but no less painful. I'm not always o

Five Ways We Hinder the Flow of God's Work in Our Lives Mark 6 In our last post , we talked about the first two ways we hinder God's work in our lives - trying too hard to understand and settling for a religion of goodness rather than of power.   Photo by Justin Camp Today, we'll talk about the final three and they all have to do with our expectation.  When it comes to seeing God do amazing things in our lives, what is your expectation?  Do you anticipate that He'll do something miraculous?  If you don't, it could be because one of these three reasons - all of which will keep us from experiencing the power of God flowing in your life.   Dam 3) Isn't this the Carpenter? Do you think this is the first century equivalent of "don't quit your day job?"  Or like us, did they have a hard time imagining Jesus could do anything other than what He'd always done.  "He's just a carpenter.  I've only ever seen Him do carpentry.&