Bible. Faith. Life.
Bible. Faith. Life.
dreams, purpose
I’ve always been a proponent of dreams. Not the kind that you have while you sleep, but the kind found in the fourth definition of Merriam-Webster’s online dictionary: a strongly desired goal or purpose. When you define “dream” that way, who can live without such a thing? We spend the last week of December every year wracking our brains for …
trusting God
A couple of years ago, this is what my spirit kept hearing. Enter into my rest. Live out of my reservoir of joy. Peace. Ability. “What’s that mean Lord? How do I do that?” I countered. I pictured myself falling backwards into a large pool of water. Under the water was the sound of peace. The water engulfed me. I was …
Bite of Bread
I am amazed by how busy and frantic most of us are. It’s rather frightening. Disturbing. Whenever I dare to complain about my busyness, my sweet husband (who I don’t perceive as sweet when he says this) reminds me that I am the one who puts so many things on my plate. I hate it when he says that. But …
grief, idol, idos, prayer
Psalm 139:23,24 (ALV- Andy Lee Version) It’s one of my favorite psalms and one of my scripture prayers I pray quite often. Yes, I struggle with worry at times and am constantly asking God to check my heart. Psalm 139: 23,24 was the “Bite” for yesterday, and though I’m very familiar with this plea inked by David–a man after …
Bite of Bread, prayer
I plod down the stairs trying not to step on the cat (Hank) who is racing me to the kitchen. Hank must wait, however. I must make the coffee before he gets fed. Coffee made. Cat with food in his bowl. I get on my knees as the coffee percolates. Drip. Drip. Drip. “Dear God, thank you for this day. …
