Thinking about a recent article I wrote around my early experiences with church and pursuits spiritual, put me in mind of this little story. It indicates to me that try as we might we can often, with the best of intentions, come up with our thumb firmly planted in our …
In May/June of 2012, I was away for almost two months helping my sister Maxine recover from a shoulder replacement operation. Maxine and I are as different as peanut butter is from swiss cheese. A lot of our childhood was spent in arguing about these differences. But there are many …
Another sleepless night I’m turning in my bed, Long before the red sun rises In these early hours I’m falling again, Into the river of my worries. When the river runs away I find the shelter in Your name, Jesus, Only light on the shore Only hope in the storm. …
In the morning, prayer is the key that opens to us the treasure of God’s mercies and blessings. The first act of the soul in early morning should be a draught at the heavenly fountain. It will sweeten the taste for the day.” Henry Ward Beecher
