She looked at me as I sat staring out the window. “Are you okay” she asked? “I am weary”. I cry sometimes uncontrollably, as the burden and weight of that weariness sets in. I want so badly for everyone to truly understand the heart of Jesus. Sadly, so many that call themselves Christians do not….
He started with forty, and ended with three. Forty days… alone… tempted… fighting… satan in his face each step of the way. Each day was a battle and each step grew harder and harder. He wondered if his father had forsaken him. After the forty days he came out of the desert having dealt with…
One Friday… this Friday… as he hung in unthinkable pain he looked down, then lifted his voice to his Abba. “Father forgive them, they don’t know what they are doing”. Growing up I always believed that he was talking about his crucifixion. He was forgiving them for his torture, his humiliation, his pain. Through contemplation…
I could stay wrapped in your arms forever! Do you ever feel so close to our Savior that it feels like he is wrapping you in love? There are days, after deep prayer, that I feel so close to him that everything else seems to fade away. I can feel his presence… I can…
When she saw the name “Jesus” her excitement overwhelmed… she stop me to say so. I had on a HJD shirt and she made an effort to share her excitement. It was one of the most refreshing things I have experienced in a long while. No pretense. No apprehension about my lifestyle. No worry about…
God doesn’t just love. God IS love. In the greek, God is described as AGAPE love. The highest form. In 1st Corinthians 13:3, Paul gives a definition of agape love. So the question asked of me was: “if God is love then can I put God in place of love when reading that verse”. Sure. …
I find myself in most situations looking to others for lessons. Observing, pondering, looking to behavior in an effort to see God. To see Christ. As I watched from across the restaurant, she walked up with no acknowledgement from him. Kids in tow, but still no pause to smile or look in her direction. My…
Here I am closing my eyes again. Trying so hard, not to see, all the things that I see. Closing my eyes to the things, that are not as I think they should be. Then here I am opening my eyes again and I see you. The love in your eyes, is the thing, that…
Imagination. It has always fascinated me. I spend my days inside my imagination. In everything I do, I imagine it in my mind. I picture it in my inner being. When building something, or creating things, my imagination has always served me. I use my imagination as I deal with others. I imagine Christ in…
Our ability to love is never at rest, and so therefore can never be complete. We were in Denver for a long weekend. Sixteenth street, with its’ homeless, moves my heart in the way of Christ. He simply had several five gallon buckets and a discarded skillet or two. With two drumsticks, the sound coming…