Good or God?

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…

Bird nest’s fascinate me.  None more than that of a swallow. Under our carport is a swallow nest that has been there for years.  Their nest is so well constructed that it can stay, for years, as a place to return to.  They strategically place it somewhere out of the weather.  They fasten it to…

I thought I got it!  Every Christmas, I look at and read about the nativity scene but the true deep reality of it never fully came clear.  In that time a stable was simply a lien-to and perhaps the most disgusting structure in town.  Under its’ roof the dirtiest place would have been the manger. …

My heart melts as I think of being held in his arms. I cry as I envision my face being caressed by his hands and being looked at by eyes that show nothing but deep forgiving love. Being hugged by my Jesus… feeling his heart as he assures me I am right where I was…

As I watched that young man forgive the very woman who killed his brother I was so proud of the spirit of our Lord that lives in him.  It gave me thought as to what our world would be like if we had  more people like him.  If more of us allowed the Holy Spirit…

The concert was moments from starting as I sat in contemplation at the crowd.  Forty thousand strong, all there for the same experience.  As I watched… and thought about each… so many questions came into being.  We are all the same.  Each person there has people they love.  Each one uses the restroom many times…