Post #2 in 40 Days in the Shade of God’s Care Psalm 3 O Lord, I have so many enemies…against me. 2 So many are saying, “God will never rescue him!” There are those days. Days I feel small in this big world—days the enemy says I’m too small. Too small for God’s notice. Too […]
If you have followed world news over the past couple of weeks, you have probably experienced a measure of grief, disbelief, anger, fear or depression over some of the events that have taken place in the U.S: the fatal shooting of The Voice star, Christina Grimmy, followed, the next day, by the senseless mass shooting
“I am the vine; you are the branches. If you remain in me and I in you, you will bear much fruit; apart from me you can do nothing. John 15:5 NLT Once. Only once! In my early twenties. I experienced the adventure of riding, what the famous 1892 song coined, “A Bicycle Built for
I’m not certain how it happened, but I am alert that a change is taking place in me. Following the good news that the fast-growing mass in my body was nothing more than a benign nuisance, I was certain I’d live with renewed speed toward the swift accomplishment of my goals and dreams. Instead, the
How many times have we heard those words…or thought them… or whispered them to ourselves, or casually admitted them to a friend, as if it’s noble or even God-honoring to keep one’s hope suppressed and one’s expectations low? My life has been in, what I would call, a holding pattern for the past 7 days,
Fred was nearing retirement. He had worked for the car industry for over 30 years. The economy had forced the termination of hundreds of faithful employees…painful for both the failing industry as well as the individuals whose families suffered from the impact of lost employment. An additional 500 employee positions were to be terminated by