A soul that walks on water leaves no footprints, but will make waves."
If you want purpose, you must leave behind the idea that any other person can give it to you. True, fulfilling, purpose only comes from the Creator. He alone knows the fullness of possibility within you.
The world would start the statement above t…
“I can see the sun moving!” Owen caught the yellow glare of it in streaks climbing the porch rail surrounded by shadow. “It started here and has moved all the way up here already.”
“Wouldn’t it be neat if we had a camera that would capture it all d…
Like so many of you, I’ve been reeling from the horrifying ISIS stories coming through my news feed. I look at the photos and weep, because these are my brothers and sisters and they are no less worthy of protection, of freedom or of comfort than I am,…
Truth is interested in Love. In perpetuating God into our individual circumstances and watching us walk out the Word in confidence and joy.
*I see them, and I WANT to say something. I want to correct it, to…
My middle son has adopted a verse in Proverbs as his favorite. He found it on his own and when he read it, he made up his mind to memorize it. If I need it quoted I can point to him and say, “Ivan, tell us your favorite verse.” and he will recite it p…
I took the new black nylon diamond out of the back of my van hoping the wind would sustain it. Aron ran along beside me mostly disinterested in kite flying when there was a playground within sight. I wasn’t trying to test his patients but I wanted to…
Blessed Assurance: Jesus is Mine.
I knew the words, but the assurance took some years to master. Jesus was always mine, but knowing how much I could have was a clouded sky.
Oh what a foretaste of glory divine.
Setting foot outside the door o…
Exodus 20:25 “If you make an altar of stone for Me, you shall not build it of cut stones, for if you wield your tool on it, you will profane it.”
The altar of the Old Testament was a representation of worship. It was where sacrifice was made,
I held her hand for a little while. I sat beside her, hugged her a bit, kissed her cheek and let go a few tears beside her wheel chair.
I half whispered half shouted the words I needed to say. “You have been an important part of my life. You taugh…
What is more horrible than feeling unloved?
What is more awful than being ignored, ridiculed or rejected?
What is more empty than loneliness?
There is something.
I sat still today and thought. I thought about how hard it is to react rightly…