(A simple vision of our Father's grace) What happens when the Little I Am (It’s About Me) meets THE GREAT I AM? Armageddon! — The end of Me! Imagine a man sitting on a park bench. God approaches and the man looks up at Him. The effect is devastation. A pile of dust...
“Jesus awakes, as a mighty man from his slumber, unwraps the napkin from His head and lays it by itself; unwinds the grave clothes in which love had wrapped Him and puts them by themselves; for He had abundant leisure; He was in no haste; He was not about to escape...
Recently I have added the name of a young man to my Prayer Roster. Joseph is a brilliant artist; one I hope the Lord will use in the ministry of His Kingdom. He needs the power of the Lord’s Spirit within him to order and manage his life. I relate well to...
In many ways we Americans are in a new season. Dead leaves are proof of an ending of the old and the anticipation of a new season of Nature. If we consider where we have been as a nation recently, we must believe that our God and Father has given us a reprieve. “Oh,...
(How well our heavenly Father teaches us this truth as we experience the trials of this life. The original article with this title (below) was written while we were waiting for Jerry’s healing after the amputation of his leg (2006). (It took 4 1/2 years and a third...
In Christ, we, as God’s children, have an inheritance, imperishable, undefiled, and unfading, reserved in heaven for us who are kept by the power of God. (1 Peter 1:4) We learn of this inheritance in His last will and testament. In Christ, His death and resurrection,...
Awareness is a rare gift. Some are born with it. Others receive it at a special time in life. To see beyond our own peripheral vision can be a blessing or a curse. Being aware of others’ faults, mistakes, and weaknesses; judging and condemning them is a curse to...
"Coming down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variableness, nor shadow of turning." Wrapped in the gift of life are many other gifts that we ordinarily take for granted. If we think only of what we can hold in our hands we miss the best gifts....
Grace, and grace alone,could save a wretch like me.I could not die for my own sins.Christ had to die for me.A thousand deaths would not atonefor my eternity;Christ's blood, and His alone, bought my sanctity. His light, and His alone, shined deep within my soul.The...