It’s All From God!

My wonderfully beautiful father in law passed away this week.  In the glory of getting to be with him, as he transitioned into the presence of Christ, leaving his earthly vessel behind, sadness set in but holiness prevailed.  I saw in that moment that all the rubbish we deal with somehow does not matter.  The…

So I have an addiction.  I love milk.  When we travel, I go and get some for the hotel room.  As I came out of CVS, milk in hand, there he sat.  A young man.  Dirty with ragged clothes.  A look of despair.  I simply can not pass someone like that  without speaking… praying… giving…

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…

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…

My conversation with him was one of listening.  Listening to how he could never do enough, or be good enough, for his parents.  He could never be good enough to please God… or so he was taught.  At which he said “why even try”.  He told me he was estranged from his parents and wasn’t…

Cowboy hat. Boots with holes.  Large belt buckle, made him look like a skinny cowboy.  He was on the corner, near the supermarket I always visit.  Weather had already turned cold so he was shivering with his cardboard sign.  As I rolled down my window to bless him with twenty dollars, I asked about his…