
Frozen Light
“Meet me at the cross.” The voice wasn’t audible, but couldn’t have been more clear. As I drove into the woods, I knew where He wanted me to go. I… Read more Frozen Light →
“Meet me at the cross.” The voice wasn’t audible, but couldn’t have been more clear. As I drove into the woods, I knew where He wanted me to go. I… Read more Frozen Light →
There is a door – cracked open a bit It seems Heaven is peeking throughA Silence beckons to enter it Behind, Heaven’s Hope rings true. The door asks for all to make… Read more The Door →
Early one morning – the sun was still weak, I stepped through an old rusted gate.Walked into my garden and took peekWhat I saw, I know, was my fate. Overcome by… Read more IN THE BEGINNING →
When Love is abundant, store it awayFor a time of great hate will comeWhen it does and you stand in warring days You’ll have plenty to draw love from. When it’s… Read more The Wellspring →
My oldest son is a producer of a morning show for a news station a few hours away from here. I am thinking a lot about him these days. I… Read more Thankful for 24-Hour News Cycle →
Humans were not the first ones to string lights. It was the Maker Himself. Before man was able to see and feel God’s love, He decorated the heavens and sent… Read more In the Beginning →
What do I own at the end of the day, When the sun goes down on my old, pale frame? What do I own in this world so vast? My… Read more At the End of the Day →
Some time ago, early in the morning, I read in my devotional “A Diary of Private Prayer” by John Baillie. As the sun slowly rose the beams of light shone through my kitchen window. The rays broke through some stained glass and hit the pages of my book while I was praying. It was a gentle glimpse of my Father’s heart through creation. Here is what I was reading, “O LORD and Maker of all things, whose creative power made the first ray of light, and who looked on the… Read more The Nearness of God (Sunday Quote) →