The seemingly small and insignificant thing, the work God has called you to do behind the scenes, that doesn’t seem to be of any worth, the Lord watches and rejoices to see the work begin. Nothing is too small, for a tiny seed can produce a great harvest. Your step … Continue reading →
2021 is around the corner, and only God knows what is in store for each of us. However, with our wonderful God we always have hope for the future. “… this is what the Lord says, … ‘Do not fear, for I have redeemed you; I have called you by … Continue reading →
I sat at the computer looking through the online updates. Some shared highlights of their day, photos of themselves and family members, Bible verses, fun graphics or videos. Unfortunately, also mixed in were news reports, rants and frustrations of the state of our country and our world. I felt my … Continue reading →
I originally shared this post back in 2016. During that time, due to Macular Degeneration and other issues, doctors gave me no hope of my eyesight ever getting better. My eyesight continued to grow dimmer, and the prescription for my glasses continued to get stronger. Prisms were added to help … Continue reading →
Horatio Spafford was a successful attorney in Chicago, active in church, and blessed with a wife and four daughters. A series of calamities began when the great Chicago fire of 1871 wiped out his family’s extensive real estate investments. Even through the tough times Spafford held firm to his belief … Continue reading →
Happy New Year, my friends!! New Year is about new beginnings.Regardless of what last year was like, we are given new opportunities, new experiences, and new everything! God’s mercies are new every morning. God makes all things new. God. Makes. All. Things. New. Isn’t that awesome! The same God who creates unique snowflakes, recreates us with His loving, grace-filled touch.
Continue reading →I’m pondering how often we refuse to move forward. We get rutted and trapped in the past, clinging to the thing that destroyed the life we wanted or imagined.
There is a time to mourn and weep, but we’ve turned it into a lifestyle, and “poor me” has become an idol. Self is exalted over God. We aren’t hearing His voice nor hearing His call because we are too busy listening to our own complaints and whines. I’ve been there, done that–sat and stewed and mourned. And the longer I stewed in my stew, the stinkier my stew (and me) became. Ugh.
