The Master Gardener Secret

What a beautiful word picture it was, Lord!  Beautiful… and profound. You painted it for me when I was listening to a dear sister-in-Christ, waiting for whatever coaching insight You might give me. She has been doing some deep work trying to identify the lies that are holding her back. Lies that are keeping her

My God… Who Hears & Speaks!

Once again, I cannot find a word to describe the magnitude of You. Amazing?  Awesome?  Gracious?  Kind?  Passionate?  Powerful? All of these are true.  But they fall so short of the mark. Maybe we should embark on another national quest like the one in the 1960’s — Put a man on the moon before the

Freedom FROM & Freedom TO

I was soaking in some precious Truths this morning, Lord.  Truths about the Freedom You desire to bring to each and every one of us. Freedom FROM the burden of our sins.  The hopelessly oppressive weight of our Terminal Illness that You cured, once for all time, when You went to the Cross. “For the wages of

You ROCK, Lord!

Words are powerful… aren’t they, Lord? Powerful enough to “ROCK” our world! It isn’t the letters themselves that hold the power.  It’s what behind those letters when they come together. The Meaning.  The Motivation.  The Mystery.  The Majesty. The Momentum. Words are powerful! And it doesn’t matter how small they are… does it, Lord? Perhaps

What Happened to The Handshake?

There was a time in this country when, like the expression said, people’s word was their bond.  Deals were sealed over a handshake.  Deals of Integrity.  Deals of Mutual Trust. Deals that stood the test of time. Not just small deals, either.  BIG deals.  Because people gave their word.  And their word meant something. I

WIN-WIN-WIN!!!

TLC.  Tender Loving Care. If we could bottle it and patent it, we would make a fortune!   Because everybody needs it! Not just one time, but all the time! Like our neighbor.  An absentee landlord, here for a few days to get his house (and yard) in shape before snowbirds rent it for the winter season.

A Call to Arms

Last night, terrorists launched numerous, coordinated, simultaneous attacks in Paris, France.  Scores of people were murdered, more were injured.  Authorities responded. Troops were mobilized.  Borders were closed.  Curfews imposed. An Act of War.  A nation in lock-down. Deadly events in the “natural” — i.e., the world we can see, hear, smell, taste, touch.  As You

Ultimate Fish Finder!

Solomon, the wisest king on earth, once said:  “There is nothing new under the sun” (Ecclesiastes 1:9) He hadn’t been fishing with us!  🙂  And he never had the privilege of meeting You, Lord, in the same say we have. With You, Jesus — THE SON — everything is new! “See, I am doing a

Were Those Angels’ Wings???

It has been a super day, Lord… a super-natural day! We are in one of our favorite places on the planet:  Pine Island, Florida.  There’s a sleepy little village at the southern end of the island.  It’s called St. James City, but there can’t be more than a few hundred living here. A few hundred people, that is.

Seed Snatcher Strikes Again

It had only been a few weeks.  Hardly a “blip” on the radar screen of eternity. I called a woman I had met recently.  We had agreed I would call her today at a particular time.  She had asked me to call.  She was eager to hear more about something I had said about You, Lord.