There are times when I feel I have all my stuff in one sack, and then there are times I think there must be a hole in the doggone thing. Read the rest of this entry »
I usually rise before the sun and, most mornings, I’m alone for a while with my thoughts and God. What precious moments they are.
Mornings with God are like drinking coffee. We sip from the cup of hot brew, and when it begins to grow warm, then cold, we refill it so that the heat returns. In the mornings, I refill my heart with the warmth of God’s love, and I take in all I can while I’m alone with Him. This rekindles the fires within me—the desire to know Him and be a part of His world and His plan.
It’s just me and God in the morning. We talk and we listen—I to Him and He to me. I read, and I write; He watches and smiles. I’m like a child in my search for His knowledge, and He is like a father watching his young child puzzle over numbers and letters.
I lay my requests before Him each morning, then wait expectantly as I go about my day. Sometimes… I can feel His loving gaze.
In the morning, O Lord, you hear my voice; in the morning I lay my requests before you and wait in expectation. Psalm 5:3
Our little dog, Dockers, passed away four years ago. She was seventeen years old, and we had watched her age with a sadness tinged with awe. She was nearly blind, almost deaf, and even her keen sense of smell had faded, but her love and loyalty to me and Sherry were as strong and unwavering as ever. Read the rest of this entry »
I’ve seen it many times over the years; on a day—Thanksgiving, for instance—that’s supposed to be fun, exciting, joyous, etc., we get so wrapped up trying to make it perfect, we stress out to the point it’s no longer any of those things. Read the rest of this entry »
And it is, after all, a fine line we tread;we’re told we must love ourselves before anyone else will, but we too often get carried away with the concept of loving ourselves first. We try to love others by doing things for them, but, too often, we only do those things if we’re not inconvenienced, or the things we do benefit us as well. And, even then, we sometimes do things for others begrudgingly.
I wonder… how we’d feel if God loved us the way we love others? Read the rest of this entry »
The Bible often seems repetitive. Every story, every parable, every psalm seems to say the same thing, only different; God loves us unconditionally. Read the rest of this entry »
There are galaxies full of stars and unknown things so far out in space we may never see them, even with all the technology we command. Space is beyond measure and infinite, but compared to God’s love, you could put it all on the head of a pin. Read the rest of this entry »