Do you find it hard to think of Christ in human terms? To think of him as a person, just like you… like me? Not until we grasp that concept, will we fully understand the importance of his birth… his death… his resurrection. He was fully human. He had odor after a long hard day. …
Some days I see him on the corner, near our house. His legs are so bent, he would fall over, if it weren’t for his cane. He can’t speak. One of his hands is deformed and of not much use. To take a blessing, he has to balance on his cane, in order to use…
Seven thirty. As I walked outside, the temperature was perfect. The sun was shining thru the trees, as to create beams of light. A few clouds billowed in the sky. Pure joy came over me. My hands flew into the air. Laughter came from deep inside. I shouted “Father thank you for such a magnificent…
As we toured the museum, and the replica of Noahs’ Ark, a strange feeling came over me. I was almost ashamed, at the amount of money the founder had spent, in an effort to prove his point and disprove another. He had invested millions, with the purpose of trying to prove that the word of…
So much of our belief system, the ideas of our theology, come from our parents… our families… our traditions. We believe half truths, because we listen to the stories of our ancestors, and those that lead our churches. Do you wear the name Jesus? Do you claim to know his heart and the words of…
My eyes have not beheld what my heart so clearly sees. Daily I reach for you… knowing that your hand will be there to guide me. To welcome me. I rest in the comfort that your light will shine… to lead… where my life must follow. That your love will bring freedom to my soul,…
So I need you to have an open heart and mind! I need you to think outside of the box, for a moment. Lorna and I recently had a chance to visit a famous nude beach. Wanting to experience as many things in this life as we can, we decided to go. I will tell…
Her question was simple. Anyone who knows me would say it was well warranted. My sweet granddaughter was simply curious and concerned. “Why do you cry so easily”? I cry so often, I think Kleenex could use me as a poster boy! My answer was simple. “God blessed me with a heart, so full of…
He never held back. He never questioned why! He never asked are you worthy? What religion are you? Where do you come from? He never wondered why they needed help… why do they think they deserve it? He never once refused to help someone in need. Our Savior… our Jesus… healed those who asked. Gave…