Tag: Jesus Christ

The Truth about Lies

It’s good to remember where we come from, who we were and who we are today. I am grateful that God’s grace and mercy in Jesus Christ covers my mistakes in the past … and the many I have made and still make in…

The Wellspring

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 day and gorgeous Light fills your eyes,Keep the vision of Light in mind.For darkness…

Wedding Invitations

My son and his fiancé have been planning their wedding. It’s quite the challenge in this pandemic. They picked the date long before stores and venues shut down. They chose the anniversary of a disastrous, near fatal accident my son had five years ago….

A Not-So (Socially) Distant God

A Holy God came down to earth Indwelled the human race Imago Dei now its worth – God close, on every face. He took a basin and a towel, Got close and cleaned our feet, As Servant He fulfilled the vow We made and…

Wordless Conversations

When I walked my old trail today, I heard the stranger. Not his words, but in what he left for me to find. It’s been months since our last wordless chat. We stopped leaving messages after the snow fell and covered all the things…

Calling for a Get-Together

I just scratched off the last appointment on my calendar. Now what? How about we get together here and pray? IN THE COMMENT SECTION Tell us your favorite go-to verse … and/or 2. Tell us how we can pray for you specifically. Be as…

Go Home

Why do you wander so aimlessly, My soul, far away from home? Have you been evicted shamelessly By lies … and were made to roam? Your walls, your dignity, once were strong Now broken, and occupied By worries and fears of being wrong –…

Attachments

There is one question I am repeatedly asked at church and other places, “It’s been five years since you have adopted. Are things easier now?” Many times I give the short answer and nod my head. The fact is that many things have gotten…

At the End of the Day

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 house? My car? The wealth I amassed? What do I own when I sit…

Change

The other day my teenage daughter came to me with a photo of her when she was a toddler. Because we adopted her when she was older, I didn’t know her back then. She told me what she remembered about the photo and the…

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