What a scene it must have been. There Jesus is dining with Lazarus, the man he has just raised from the dead. “Mary then took a pound of very costly perfume of pure nard, and anointed the feet of Jesus and wiped His feet with her hair (John 12:3, NASB).” The verse goes on to […]
Read More The Fragrance of GraceI had just watched my mom’s casket lowered into the ground when I noticed a young couple about one hundred yards away. They were standing with their children next to a small headstone. I recognized the couple, so as family and friends dispersed from my mom’s graveside, I walked over and stood with them. It […]
Read More Sorrow Knows No BoundsHandbreadth: a unit of linear measure from 2½ to 4 inches (6.4 to 10 centimeters). – dictionary.com I was reading Psalm 39:5 and came across the word handbreath. Not exactly a term commonly used today. I checked some other Bible translations to see if they used another word, but the NKJV, ESV and NIV all […]
Read More Lord, Help Me to Know the Back of my HandI am grateful to you dear Lord for life — her deep faith that laid a solid foundation in my life. I thank you for the time we had over the last few months as she slipped from this life into eternity…
Read More #6 Prayer Journey — GoneThis morning I think of my mom in your presence dear Lord, yet I grieve that she is gone from our midst. I pray this grief I feel will remind me of being separated from you dear God. May my heart long for your presence. May that feeling guide me with your wisdom. Help me […]
Read More Prayer Journey — HopeLong shadows across the road
Daylight waning, giving way
Daytime passes into evening…
Help me Lord to remain close to you and your desire for my remaining days. Help me to prioritize your will over my will. May my desires become your desires. May your light shine through me to those who wander in darkness in search of you. May I bring peace, your peace to those anxious […]
Read More Prayer Journey — Remaining DaysI stared out the window and watched the scarlet cord blow in the breeze. I wondered who Rahab was signaling with this impromptu flag. I felt vulnerable looking out the window perched high on the wall as I watched the Israelites approach the city again with priests carrying a golden box and trumpets made of ram horns.
Read More #WednesdayWalk — Trusting God or Fortified WallsJesus’ death on the cross made it possible for us to die to sin by believing in Him. His wounds made it possible to heal us. His death brought life. His wounds brought healing…
Read More Wounds healing Wounds#WednesdayWalk
He was our first-born son, a young man destined for great things. My husband carries him in his arms. He is but a child. As we walk to the burial preparation sight, I see thousands of Israelites…
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