My feet were held to the fire, By someone I thought I could trust. When I could no longer bear the pain, I knew my life I needed to adjust. So, I called out to my Creator, Lord, this is not the love I sought. He answered and saved my life, For by His blood... Continue Reading →
Waterfalls Remind Me of My Importance
Abundant waters! Flow from my belly this day! Waterfall of love! Written really late for Heeding Haiku withChevrefeuille from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie, August 28, 2019: waterfall. When I saw the photo above posted, I immediately thought of Jesus's words in John 4: 13-14. The thought of living water, the Holy Spirit, flowing from me to others,... Continue Reading →
Finding a Place to Call Home and Find Rest
Home is a place of both rest and work! Today, Douglas and I joined one of the many churches near us. I have lost count of just how many there are, but this is the Bible Belt, so you can find churches across the street from each other or next-door to one another. We had... Continue Reading →
Enduring with God’s Help: Psalm Wednesday
I remember a time when I did not patiently endure what was happening in my life, so mad I was at God for a child's suffering that I could not pray. Thankfully, God sent an angel who prayed for my son and me, and everything ended well. In the psalm today, Psalm 39, David was... Continue Reading →
Slaying Giants
As we left church on Sunday, Douglas and I knew that we would not be back at church until October 28, as we are leaving for Spain on Saturday. So, I was quite surprised when the associate pastor advised me that she was looking forward to my sermon for First Wednesday, a regular weekly feature... Continue Reading →
A Secret Place: Psalm Wednesday
As a child moving from home to home, I never found a secret place, somewhere I could be alone and name aloud the things that hurt me. Then, I was saved, and I learned that I could make my bed a secret place as I talked to God, and no one could hear me but... Continue Reading →
Doing Your Best–September 6th
Michael from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie challenged bloggers to examine the concept of doing your best. For me, doing your best used to mean being perfect at wherever I was attempting to do. When my children were younger and all were still yet home, we had Bible study once a week. Of course, they hated it, but... Continue Reading →
