My Gift to Him

My Gift to Him

Snow blankets the yard.  Icicles hang down from the roof.  Lights twinkle in windows; carols are sung on nearly every radio station.  Trees are decorated, packages are wrapped.  Soon colorful wrapping and bright bows will cover the space under the tree.  I will spend...
Who Do You Say That I Am?

Who Do You Say That I Am?

I’ve spent several weeks dealing with my identity in Christ.  I am a child of the Most-High God, joint-heir with Christ, His daughter, His friend, His bride.  I am an apostle, scribe, His messenger.  I am loved, treasured, cherished.   Still, despite the...
The Sea of Voices of Praise

The Sea of Voices of Praise

“And I looked, and I heard the voice of many angels around the throne, the living creatures, and the elders; and the number of them was then thousand times ten thousand, and thousands of thousands, saying with a loud voice ‘worthy is the Lamb who was slain to receive...
Overflowing with Thanksgiving

Overflowing with Thanksgiving

Ribbons of sunlight and slight patches of blue push through the clouds.  Gray skies, gusting winds, freezing temperatures, and steady, blowing snow have held me hostage.  Nearly four feet of snow fell in less than 48 hours.  The calendar may still say “Autumn,” but...
Calm in the Storm

Calm in the Storm

Lightning streaked across the sky.  Thunder rumbled in the distance.  The rain didn’t come, but the humidity rose steadily, promising rain would come.  It was well after two in the morning, but I couldn’t sleep.  Sitting on the living room floor in front of the French...