Today, I was reading about Jesus. It’s the story of Jesus at a dinner. All four gospel writers record it. Perhaps you’ve heard it – or read it.
A woman comes in to the house where the dinner is held, obviously uninvited,
Who is Touching You?
God used a “Bird,” a very beautiful “Bird”!
Brilliant. Beautiful. Graceful. Pleasant. Stately. Confident. Cocky.
“Cocky.” That’s the trait that ended Gary Hancock.
He couldn’t help being “cocky.“ That’s how God made him, the very peacock that he is (was). Through the years, I’ve witnessed the “cockiness” of the wild turkeys that strut our yards and fields – of the pheasant that crosses the road as though he owns it, which he does! Likewise, it was the innocent, stately, God-given confident “cockiness” that brought about Gary Hancock’s demise yesterday afternoon as he crossed the road he assumed he owned.
#20 The Trip, Itself
When we travel to a location, we don’t consider that location to be our “destination.” Instead of a “place,” every mile, every jaunt, of the trip itself is our destination.
So She Waits . . .
She knows she shouldn’t worry – shouldn’t fear. She reads it, studies it, believes it. She speaks that Word as a reminder to herself. She speaks that Word as prayer.
But the fear is sometimes overpowering,
much like its creator, the deceiver, who strips her mind, if only temporarily, of any other options than that of the fear of loss. More loss. The deceiver assaults, approaching her from his dark hiding place, filling her tired and weary mind with the worst possibilities. She suddenly feels weak – nearly too weak to fight. But she waits.
I Am His beloved!
I am His beloved!
He loves me!
You are His beloved!
He loves you!
I have loved you with an everlasting love . . .
Jeremiah 31:3
Today, I want to share a wonderful short message about God’s tremendous love and what that love can do for you. It’s amazing! Watch and listen.
Increasing Weight.
I wrote the following article a while ago, feeling weighted down by a grandson’s ongoing health problems. I’m still shouldering that weight – and yet another – the illness of my son. Sometimes the weight of both is so burdensome, I feel I can’t breathe – I can’t sleep. It’s heavy. But let’s read on . . .
It’s one thing. Or another. You know. For you, it’s a certain situation – a health issue, a break in a relationship – whatever.
The Fishing Pole
When I was a little girl, Reverend Robert Lindner held summer Vacation Bible School at our little country church around the corner from our big yellow house. The week before the event, he drove the dusty roads with a megaphone speaker atop his car, announcing the upcoming Bible School, inviting the children as they played in their yards, and creating excitement amongst our farm community!
Wait! First I Need My Helmet.
I post on my Facebook Author’s page every day, most often using photos or Bible verses, or “sayings” that have spoken to me. Sometimes I select the postings days in advance, scheduling them for a later time. After the post is published, I review it, as though I haven’t seen it before.
And always – it speaks anew to me, especially as I renew it today, in the battle I am now facing.
It’s your heritage!
The gift has been offered.
It’s your heritage!
Have you received it yet?
Some of you have read about 
my heritage – the amazing heritage left by my parents, a godly man and a godly woman, who, together, honored the Lord and prayed for their family – their children, grandchildren, great grandchildren . . .
Perhaps you didn’t have godly parents. You might feel left out.
Well, don’t!
Favor of the Father – It’s Raining upon Me
As an English teacher, I’ve discovered that we all might have different understandings of a word or phrase. We approach that understanding from varied perspectives. “Righteousness” is one of those words,