Cabin 21: Sweat it Out

Jesus led me out of the Fishing Room, down a corridor, deeper into the mysterious Fish House. The walls and ceiling were all of warm, sweet smelling cedar planking. Lanterns lined the walls giving the place a cozy cabin feel. Under my feet, the ice was replaced by granite tile covered by a long, Persian … Continue reading Cabin 21: Sweat it Out

Cabin 19: Footprints in the Snow

The wind was steady and the snow was blinding. I could barely see my own outstretched hand as I shuffled through the deepening snow. My bare legs were now numb from the cold as I plowed through drifts nearly up to my waist. Jesus’ footprints were barely visible and disappearing quickly. I had to keep … Continue reading Cabin 19: Footprints in the Snow

Cabin 18: Frozen Waters

A couple summers ago, I wrote about an imaginative trip to The Father’s Cabin to spend the weekend with Jesus. I wrote out of desperation, from a spiritually dry place, in hopes that the creative writing process would force me into a real conversation with Jesus. It worked!  My soul was nourished as I spent time chatting … Continue reading Cabin 18: Frozen Waters

Cabin 16: The Neighbor’s Well

This post is in memory of Robin Williams and a loving plea to all those who are or know somebody suffering from severe depression. Please don’t give up; Hope is knocking on your door. -JB Jesus had one more thing to show me before we took a lunch break. He led me over the property line and down … Continue reading Cabin 16: The Neighbor’s Well

Cabin 15: The Father’s Vineyard

As the rain let up and the sun returned, Jesus led me around the cabin where we entered a gated path with a sign over it that read: “LET ME SING FOR MY BELOVED MY LOVE SONG CONCERNING HIS VINEYARD.” -Isaiah 5:1 The path weaved to and fro through what must be the Father’s gardens. We passed by rows … Continue reading Cabin 15: The Father’s Vineyard

Cabin 14: Singing in the Rain

It was still only mid-morning when we had finished seeding the lawn. What else did Jesus have on the day’s agenda? I thought. “Don’t worry, Jeremy,” he answered my thought. “I have the entire day planned out for you, so just relax and enjoy whatever the day brings.” This was easier said than done. I began to realize … Continue reading Cabin 14: Singing in the Rain