Art: Kourtney Axelberg
A Child’s Simple Plea
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The Heart and Beauty of the Gospel
It has been said that one picture is worth a thousand words. While we sometimes need images to help us see a hidden truth there is no image that will portray the word “faith.” Many people look at the cross, but walk away unmoved and unchanged from their thinking. The...
The Blessing to Parents
To the glory and praise of our heavenly Father I wrote this poem for our oldest grandchild, Ansley and her husband Dustin, who are expecting their first child this month. Art was added by our second oldest, Kourtney.
Grace Crowned With Glory
“By the grace of God I am what I am.” 1 Corinthians 15:10 "Be this my motto, both as to my natural and spiritual life: how else could I have existed at all. Had not foreknowledge planned, and wisdom contrived, and power put every atom together, and fixed my scene of...
The Things at Hand
As usual, on the days that I write, I lay, awake early this morning, with many thoughts, mostly of the Lord, His kingdom and His work here on earth and my part in it. Then an article came to mind, along with one of the books I am writing on grief. (My sister-in-law...
The Everlasting Covenant and The Eternal Sabbath
Eventually writers get beyond the point of explaining how they came to the knowledge of what they write and just write what they have learned. Perhaps this is the difference in a theologian and a simple disciple of Christ, (the sheep) like me. The new wine after...
Out of the Fast Lane
Another good part of old age is that it moves us out of the fast lane. Staying in the right lane prepares us; and gives us easier access to our eternal exit.
Humility and Faith ~ Chapter 9
Who of us, born of flesh and blood, could honestly say that we don’t care what other people think of us? There is a healthy attitude of how we ought to appear to others as far as our manner and conduct. Our desire should be to reflect the image of Christ. In this...
Riverbeds
“Peace, peace, wonderful peace, coming down from the Father above; Sweep over my spirit forever I pray, in fathomless billows of love.” This is the chorus of a hymn that I sang as a child. Recently I began singing it again, and couldn’t get it out of mind for a long...