Don’t Shoot the Messenger!

I have been a Messenger before and have had to “dodge” a “bullet” or two.  🙂  So I can certainly relate to that expression, “Don’t Shoot the Messenger!”  But I always thought it meant something different, Lord. I always thought it was a plea for mercy on behalf of a messenger of bad news.  The messenger

Butterfly Clouds

Thanks to You, Abba, I have come to regard even a single butterfly as a very personal and profound blessing.  A beautiful symbol of Your Promise fulfilled — Your Promise of priceless transformations that You alone are able to pull off when anyone opens their heart-of-hearts to You. But a “cloud” of butterflies?  It’s like Your Promise on steroids!

What Will I Think About Today?

I went for a walk with a friend this morning.  Turns out, we took a road less traveled. “Enter through the narrow gate.  For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction, and many enter through it.  But small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to life,

Miracles Beyond Counting!

Tonight, I’m thinking wistfully about the eons to come.  I know it will be only by Your Grace, Lord, that I (we?) will be able to live — truly live — whatever time remains for us this side of Heaven. One day, we will all look back at our time on Earth with wonder, amazed

Will I Ever Understand, Lord?

Was it something I said, Lord?  Or didn’t say? Was it something I did?  Or didn’t do? What other questions can I ask, Lord?  Questions without answers. Will I ever understand?  How can I, Lord, when all my questions just evaporate into thin air? I met her last year.  We had a wonderful time sharing

What Do We Stand — or Fall — For?

We were eating lunch today, sitting at our dining room table, looking out into our back yard.  A gentle breeze passed through the trees, making the leaves dance.  Our very first thought was: “Look!  Wind to pollinate our corn!” That got me thinking.  Is that true for all farmers, Lord?  Whenever they take note of any

The Purr-fect Wake Up Call

Oh, Abba… This isn’t a deeply profound post.  It’s just a simple expression of my heartfelt thanks to You… for Your simple expression of Your heartfelt love for me. You prove it every day… even in the smallest details which might otherwise escape notice. Saturdays have been arriving very early lately. Today was Week 7 in our

Our Own Personal “Woodstock”

Forty-six years ago, in the summer after I graduated from high school, almost 500,000 people gathered in New York for the now famous Woodstock Festival.  Some of the biggest names in rock n’ roll played in concert there 24/7.  According to history.com, it was originally conceived as “3 Days of Peace & Music.” I didn’t

Hope in the Horror

It’s amazing how, at times, we can believe we see things so clearly… yet at the same time, remain so blind. For example, there are those who see clearly — with righteous anguish — the true horror of six milliion Jews being slaughtered in the Holocaust.  Yet many of these same people turn a blind eye to

Surprised by Joy!

I laughed so hard today, I almost cried.  For awhile, I couldn’t talk.  At times, I could hardly breathe. I was JOY-FULL!!! You spoke of the power of Your Joy, Lord, after the Babylonian captivity, when Your people had finished rebuilding the wall around Jerusalem.  They had accomplished this feat despite fierce opposition, often persevering while holding