As we talked… I expressed to him the heart of our Savior. The longer we visited, the more he become uncomfortable. Every human, deserves our love and respect, as they are children of God. Each one made in his image… given a purpose… given a part of his spirit. Because each person holds Christ…
Monday! Most of us don’t like Monday! To me, it offers new hope and a chance to be back with the people, I love to work with. However, this particular Monday, was a day full of disappointment and frustration. There were times, I felt as though it couldn’t get any worse. People who say they…
So many! As I stand on 16th street in Denver, so many people. Sitting. Standing. Walking. I try to see each one. I don’t want to see a forest… I want to see a tree! So many, that it would be easy to look at them as a crowd, but I desire to see a…
Do you struggle to understand as I do? Daily I see people, many who call themselves Christ followers, doing everything, but reflecting the heart of the Savior. Daily I think: Everything I do… everything I say… the way I act… the way I conduct business… the way I treat others… is a direct reflection on…
Five thousand had come. Matthew says men, which meant many women as well. All they heard was grumbling, and throws of insults, as everyone was hungry. As the twelve checked their bank book, they soon realized, they had not enough money to feed the crowd. They were frightened… worried… afraid of what the people might…
Do you give God what he asks for… or what he needs? When this question entered my thoughts I found it to be strange. God doesn’t need anything from us. The more I have contemplated, the more I have come to understand, the depth behind this question, the Holy Spirit put on my heart. There…
He had no idea the affect he was having on me. He made an impact on my life, after twenty short minutes of knowing him. He was simply doing his job with fervor, with zeal. After many times of being in Juvenile Detention he joined a program that changed his life. A year long plan…
He could have walked away. He could have stuck by his claim when he said “Woman it is not my time”. Out of love for his mother, he went ahead and turned the water into wine. Not just any wine, but the kind you find on the top shelf. Wine that would cost several hundred…
Why do we insist on playing God? Daily I have conversations with people that rank sin. They judge other peoples lives based on the sin they perceive. Those who judge, based on one lifestyle or another, feed their egos by thinking that my interpretation of scripture is right, and yours is wrong. Why do so…
Her life seemed to be one tragedy after another. As I listened to her story of abuse… of harm… of the attempt by her ex-husband to kill her… I thought of the goodness of our God. I use to wonder how our God could allow so much suffering… so much pain. If he is a…