It is such an honor to hold him. The light beaming from his face, as I caress his cheek, makes me proud. As I hold him close I can feel his heart beat. A heart that was given to save all people. As I look into his eyes I see pure love. I see eyes…
This Christmas my heart has felt heavy with a burden of the things I see. Two thousand years ago our Savior sacrificed the glories of heaven out of a deep love for us. He come to this earth, as an infant, in order that we might have life. As I attend Christmas parties……
Lately I have pondered what Christ thought as he prepared to come to earth to live with us. As he left his heavenly home, in the comfort of his father. As he gave up the glory of heaven to enter the womb of Mary. He must have agonized over his horrifying death. He must have…
We spend our lives in search of another moment of happiness. If we can just travel to this location we will be content. If we can just get enough money in the bank we will be where we think contentment is. If we can find just one more moment of thrills then we will feel…
Do you live with passion and purpose? When you walk past someone playing the piano with skill and talent, do you stop to marvel at the gift that God has given? Do you get excited and emotional when you hear a voice sing as if it was directly from God? Do you find joy in…
Do you live each minute, of each day, with a heart of praise or do you wait for everything to go your way? He had faced so many hardships. Sickness, stoning, beatings and prison. Thru it all his heart of thanksgiving never wavered. His praise to our Savior never faltered. The apostle Paul was giving…
My Heavenly Father! You say you love me but I don’t know how to be your child. You say you have grace untold for me but I don’t deserve it. You fill my life with favor but I don’t know why. I try each day to make you proud. To be your hands… your feet……
As I listened to his ability on the piano the tears started to flow. He played with such passion and such purpose. Many people can play the piano but only a few find the passion. I then thought of the fact that many of us know Jesus but only a few know him with passion…
I had my blinker on. I was moving forward and trying not to crowd… no luck. No one was letting me in the slow moving traffic. People looked… people noticed… but they wanted to be first and besides what would they gain by letting me in. If only I could see someone I knew, they…