I’ve been walking almost daily in an attempt to keep myself strong as I age. Our property is about two acres and our home sits on a small hill. Four times around is a mile. We don’t live in a traditional neighborhood. No sidewalks. Our property has lots of trees…

“How can you believe since you accept glory from one another but do not seek the glory that comes from the only God?” John 5:44 Who or what is your God? Who or what causes you to expand or enclose? Who or what causes you to feel alive or dead? …

“Even now the axe is laid to the root of the trees. Every tree therefore that does not bear good fruit is cut down and thrown into the fire.” Matthew 3:10 In this verse, John is speaking to the Pharisees and Sadducees who didn’t think they could go to hell…

Peace came after writing on grace. I was challenged to write on Grace & Peace for 30 days. I’m not doing so well, as I’ve only written day one and this is day five! It’s okay! I’m okay! I’m doing the best I can! …

I received a challenge to write about Grace and Peace for 30 days. Today’s topic will be that of Grace. My mind is telling me I don’t think I’m going to be able to accomplish this. I don’t believe in myself. I don’t trust myself to finish. I usually don’t. …

What’s In Your Cup? — I have a cup, you have a cup — we all have a cup! From womb to tomb we go through all kinds of mental, spiritual, physical and emotional experiences that challenge and change us. Spiritually, we may be on a mountaintop, or at the opposite end experiencing a lot…

I’ve been gone awhile. Not sure if it’s because I’m a wanna-be writer and never will be, or because I’m just lazy. I felt an inward river flow for a while, then it just seemed to stop. Maybe I should be looking for beavers!? I am beginning to understand —…

How do you know if you’re trusting God? Many boldly profess they trust God, until… Until some frustrating or threatening comes along and wrecks them out of their feeling of ease and into feelings of fear and distress. Then, our natural reflex turns us every which way in a tumult…

This gift you give, I am your clay