Look Not
Look not to what is seen for it is transitory. But look to the unseen for it’s eternal glory. When a five-year-old looks at the blue sky and says, “that’s my favorite place to look for God,” he is seeking the unseen. And he is seeing a tiny shimmer of the glory of heaven here...
Good Friday Wounds
Good Friday Wounds Wounds on his backWounds on his headWounds on his feetFor us, our Lord bled Wounds on his handsWound in his sideHe endured painAnd for us, he died His grave wounds wereour sins he bore,And his great loveOpened heaven’s door!
Winter Heed
For those of us who live in the southern section of the United States, a “true” winter, with frozen trees and snow on the ground for extended periods (like in the photo above), is quite foreign. And even though my South Texas bones might shiver at the thought of living through months of this kind...
Advent Longing
Many rush through weeks of celebrationstowards the birth of our Savior King. Some look with expectant contemplationfor his splendid second coming. I long with hopeful anticipationfor a very personal thing. My loved ones in reconciliation,oh, then how my spirit will sing!
In the Midst of Miracles
©Dreamstime My husband’s birthday is August 15, and his entrance into this world was a most miraculous event. Here is the true story of his birth, which highlights two important things: The power of prayer and miracles.