Seasons Blending: His presence

Continued from Seasons Blending Jesus, Good Shepherd, taught us everything about His character that we wouldnโ€™t know except that He, in all His goodness, led us all the way through this past season, and into the sunshine of a new season. And how exactly did He do that? While Iโ€™m inadequate to fully understand Godโ€™s … Continue reading Seasons Blending: His presence

The Door Will Shut

โ€œโ€œBut while they were on their way to buy the oil, the bridegroom arrived. The virgins who were ready went in with him to the wedding banquet. And the door was shut.โ€โ€ญโ€ญMatthewโ€ฌ โ€ญ25โ€ฌ:โ€ญ10โ€ฌ โ€ญNIVโ€ฌโ€ฌ In this parable of Jesus, there were 10 single young women, virgins, who anxiously awaited the Bridegroomโ€™s arrival. Jesus described 5 … Continue reading The Door Will Shut

Striving Doesnโ€™t Set a Beautiful Table

โ€œBut Martha was distracted by all the preparations that had to be made. She came to him and asked, โ€œLord, donโ€™t you care that my sister has left me to do the work by myself? Tell her to help me!โ€โ€โ€ญโ€ญLukeโ€ฌ โ€ญ10โ€ฌ:โ€ญ40โ€ฌ โ€ญNIVโ€ฌโ€ฌ Much has been written about Martha and her sister Mary. I doubt Iโ€™ve … Continue reading Striving Doesnโ€™t Set a Beautiful Table

Discovery

Through the reading of Godโ€™s word and watching family grow, Through reading all the posts of you wise souls, faith writers in this online community of writers for Jesus. Through conversations with sisters on FaceTime and by Marco Polo, And through Bible study and fellowship with newly discovered sisters in my new home town, I … Continue reading Discovery

He Climbed Up To See

Have you ever felt like you needed to see for yourself? That was me as a kid. Always curious. Always testing. Always asking questions. Always wanting to know why or why not. Never satisfied with a โ€œbecause I said soโ€ response, but I knew that answer was my cue to take my curiosity somewhere else. … Continue reading He Climbed Up To See

Someone Said Danceโ€ฆ

I LOVE to dance! I always have. I can remember stacking records (45s remember?) on my record player, grabbing my hairbrush, lip-synching the lyrics, and dancing like Cher, in my South Florida bedroom. There didnโ€™t have to be a reason for dancing. I just loved to dance! My dear man and I donโ€™t often have … Continue reading Someone Said Danceโ€ฆ