I was stopped in my tracks as I read the letter to the church in Ephesus (Revelation 2:1-6). 1"I know your deeds, your hard work and your perseverance. I know that you cannot tolerate wicked people, that you have tested those who claim to be apostles but are not, and have found them false. 3 You… Continue reading My First Love
"I have concluded based on my years of experience that sheep are stupid. Not just stupid but mind-numbingly stupid— sometimes I wonder how they manage to breath and eat." Glenn Brunkow, Rancher¹ ********* I'm re-reading a fascinating book by Phillip Keller called A Shepherd Looks at Psalm 23.² Keller was a shepherd for years and relates… Continue reading A Shepherd’s Perspective
That's why we complain isn't it? To feel better. After all, I've got to get this off my chest! I need to vent!" But does it really make you feel better? I decided to do an experiment. What would happen if, instead of complaining, I thanked God. Here's what happened. The more I complained about… Continue reading Does Complaining Make You Feel Better?
Is it possible to be rich and not know it? That would be sad, wouldn't it? Let me introduce you to Jane, a woman born with a silver spoon in her mouth and a billion dollars in the bank. Every day Jane orders more stuff to make her happy. Monday she ordered a diamond ring… Continue reading Are You Rich?
I paced the floor clutching unpaid bills. Over and over, I thanked God for His promise, declaring out loud: "My God will meet all my needs according to His glorious riches in Christ Jesus."¹ Thirty years ago, we had three young children, and times were tough. Those were the days when I wouldn't dream… Continue reading How To Get Through Tough Times
Wednesday Walk Though the Bible, Matthew 5:1-12 & 7:28-29 (NIV)
#WednesdayWalk, an occasional exploration of what unknown people might have seen or felt when they witnessed the events in the Bible. This post is from the perspective of a person who encounters Jesus teaching the Beatitudes.
It was another hot day. The dust swirled around my sandals as I hurried along the path. Small stones crunched under my feet as I walked on the barren dirt. My mouth was dry from the heat as sweat dripped down my forehead and back. I was focused on fetching the baskets my father needed when I caught a glimpse of a large crowd on a hillside. I stopped and noticed the people were gathered around a man. “Why would so many people stand and listen to this man in heat like this?” I asked myself.
I hesitated a moment, curious as to why…
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When my son was 6 years old, we moved from the quaint rural town of Auburn (population 1,300) to the basketball capital of the world - Lexington, Kentucky! As a young adult, I had driven in heavy traffic in St. Louis, but apparently you can get rusty and I've never had a great sense of direction anyway. … Continue reading It’s Just About Time – A True Story