Generally speaking, I routinely push thru a bank of dense fog upon waking up, a process that requires that I not give up and is something that simply cannot be rushed. This morning I’m even more aware of that fact as I sit to down to begin my Quiet Time and notice how filthy the…
Nestled in a rock bed running along the back side of our house, sits this weathered garden feature. Our grandson, Holden, age four, lifts it up from time-to-time to see whether there might not be a resident, but there’s never been any sign. Not since the day I first brought it home and set it…
by Bethel Music & Paul McClure Lyrics(interspersed throughout and set apart in this post by the use of a blue font I am not the sum of the failures in my pastI am not defined by what I do or do not haveThe measure of His mercy I cannot understandSomehow it all adds up to…
It’s said a picture is worth a thousand words. In that case may you be infinitely blessed by The Infinite, dear friend! 🧡 “The LORD descended in the pillar of cloud and stood at the entrance of the Tabernacle…” I sit in my prayer chair looking out thru our back porch and into the world…