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...
Greater Than the Grains of Sand

Greater Than the Grains of Sand

“How precious to me are Your thoughts, God!  How vast is the sum of them!  Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand; when I awake, I am with you.”  Psalm 139:17-18     Do you ever wonder what God sees in you?  Or, what He sees in any of...
Reconciling the Grave

Reconciling the Grave

It’s quiet.  Birdsong rides on the gentle breeze rustling the leaves.  The sun is a faint glow in the east, not yet ready to dawn the day.  The women speak in hushed voices, their whispers filled with sadness and longing.  “Who will roll the stone away?” they wonder. ...
Through the Desert to the Garden

Through the Desert to the Garden

The sun emblazoned the crystals of sand.  Any breath of breeze picked up the sand and carried it along, throwing it into my face before swirling it across the expanse.  The heat pressed down on me, and my thirst was overwhelming.  I knew I wasn’t alone.  Turning my...