Photo from StreetRealityPhotogr at Deviant Art. Kaley stands waiting for the bus, listening to the roar of traffic as people in their warm cars pass by her without offering a ride on this cold and dreary day. It seems to her like all we do these days is wait alone, unable to see the need... Continue Reading →
"Who is my neighbor?" I have been thinking of what a contemporary answer to this question might be, if I were asked it today. I believe that the blogging community that I am blessed to participate in helps me understand what it means to be a neighbor, similar to the story told of the Good... Continue Reading →
Mom taught me the real message of being a good neighbor, for she loved the Lord, and she took His command to take care of the least among us literally. She did not do it expecting that Jesus was keeping a score sheet and that she would get a bigger crown in Heaven than others. Instead, she lived by the words in James 2: 17-18, "Thus also faith by itself, if it does not have works, is dead. But someone will say, “You have faith, and I have works.” Show me your faith without your works, and I will show you my faith by my works."