It seems like you can turn on the television any time, day or night, and watch some sort of competitive reality show where the people are tearing each other down. I find myself watching them, more intrigued by the lack of human decency than by the people themselves. Sure, there’s…
Read moreWhen was the last time that you stopped to think that every sigh you make, every groan that escapes your throat is turned into a prayer that the Holy Spirit translates to our precious Abba Father? For as much as I groan and grumble, that must keep Him pretty busy just with my constant dilemmas.
Read moreI love writing – especially when I feel like I’m listening and letting God guide my thoughts. I love it because it’s those times that I hear God best. Or maybe it’s when I’m listening closest because I want to be poured out in a way that glorifies Jesus. But…
Read moreFour baby barn swallows peered over the edge of the mud nest their mother had built on a wall in a corner of our patio. They were eagerly waiting for their mother to return with breakfast. I had a really good view of the feathered family from my bedroom window.…
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