Good or God?

He had made so many crosses.  His ability with an axe meant they needed him to carve a cross out of a tree.  He knew how rough hewn they were but he hadn’t given it much thought.  He had no way of knowing this one would be for the Lord of Lords.  Our Savior… back…

His question was “how often do you read your bible and when do you pray”?  As I ministered to his needs my simple answer was “What does it matter”?  God does not want us to keep a check list or a time table on how often we do things.  We are not making points simply…

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……

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. …

Do you ever wonder why your are so blessed?  Do you pray about those  that seem to not be?  He struggles daily to stay healthy.  He can’t really touch anyone without gloves.  Hugging and kissing… well that can never happen.  Cystic Fibrosis has put him in a prison and life is not what he wanted. …

They call us their adopted grandparents!  What an honor!  This group of amazing young people, who shine a bright light on the future of our planet.  Mere children in my older eyes, but young adults with a future that shines like the sun on this hot August day.  A group of young people, with our…