She stumbled to the gate, her soul broken and tattered. Her hands grasped for the gate as her knees collapsed, smacking the floor. She couldn’t speak. Her mouth was dry, her strength had faded, and her words had run out. Her feeble self, in contrast to majesty, made...
I wrote this poem because I needed to remind myself of who God is and what my purpose is today, this week and the for rest of my life. I feel like I’ve been in an extended waiting period. I’ve done all that I know to do and now I need to wait. It’s tempting to try and...
I was looking around my room for my journal so I could head out the door for church. I picked up a journal I hadn’t used in a while and thought, “I should give this away if there are enough blank pages.” So I skimmed through it and found a journal entry I wrote on...
A few weeks ago, I was struggling with where I am as far as my career goes. I should have had two books out by now, but things have not gone as planned due to changes in one publishing house, and Covid delays in the other. My freelance writing also slowed down a bit....
I’ve been thinking a lot about this… Of all the ways for God the Father to prove His Lordship, why did He choose to lose His son to the grave? He could have done it a million other ways, yet He chose the most painful, the most devastating, the most...
