Hands clasping the wheel, cars, people and scenery dissolved into the background. My mind replayed the recent Biblical counselling session, where awareness of a particular idol, embedded in my heart for years, had been revealed. Talking to the Lord about it and asking for forgiveness and guidance, a barrage of awareness of my many sins … Continue reading One Battle at a Time
Obedience is not a four-letter word. For many of us, however, it has the same connotations as those well-known derogatory ones, and submission is right there with it. I was quiet and obedient, as a child, with a rebellious heart. I followed the rules but inside I chafed and grumbled. Mostly inside. As an adult, … Continue reading Four-letter Words
Imagine with me, meeting a homeless man or woman. Matted, filthy hair covers their head. Lice are crawling through it and onto their forehead. The odour of feces and urine emanates from their tattered clothing. Open, oozing sores are evident on their grime-covered skin and you are sure they carry something contagious. Flies crawl across … Continue reading Transference
The lush greenery and quiet brought calmness as I deeply inhaled. As I walked with my friend along the path, she pointed out different landmarks and the history of the land we walked. Pausing, she pointed out the high stump of a tree trunk near the shore of the stream that ran through the property. … Continue reading Tangled
“Blessed are those whose strength is in you, who have set their hearts on pilgrimage. As they pass through the Valley of Baca, they make it a place of springs; the autumn rains also cover it with pools. They go from strength to strength, till each appears before God in Zion.” Psalm 84:6-7 NIV With … Continue reading Cracked Jars
Dying to self is hard!! "But whatever was to my profit I now consider loss for the sake of Christ. What is more, I consider everything a loss compared to the surpassing greatness of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord, for whose sake I have lost all things." Philippians 3:7-8 NIV EVERYTHING a loss! All that … Continue reading Dying to Self
It was a small thing, a silly thing. My husband had turned on a football game. He was going to be watching another football game later with my son and grandson as well. Now I really enjoy watching football, sometimes. However he didn't ask if I wanted to watch it or if I wanted to … Continue reading Yeah But…Yeah But…Yeah But