I admit at times I am too passionate about Bible study. The last thing I want to do is turn people off towards opening their Bibles. But, I see a trend in churches, (especially those that are not Southern Baptist; I am not Southern Baptist but they are known for their deep love of Bible… Continue reading Does Anyone Read the Bible anymore?
A great story by fellow blogger Carole Sparks about Jesus’ death. Please take the time to read it. Thanks!
I’m not good with the crucifixion. I read and write all around it, but I struggle with the actual event. I’ve never even seen The Passion of the Christ. Last summer, however, God gave me this perspective, and I managed to get the words down. So for Good Friday this year, I offer this repost of a biblical fiction piece based on John 19:38-42 (and the other gospels).
“Get me an audience with Pilate. Now.” Joseph’s servant nodded and stepped away, soon lost in the dispersing crowd, but Joseph couldn’t move. He tried not to think about the twelve-year-old who had amazed him in the temple more than two decades earlier. He tried not to list the many who had been healed in the last three years. He forced himself to breathe again and steadied his hands.
Now for his eyes. They hadn’t left Jesus since a centurion thrust that…
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Michael is my youngest and most strong-willed son. Of course, he got that from his father. 🙂 Disciplining him was not easy since I didn’t always understand the ways of this child. I remember when he was ten months old; I asked the doctor what was wrong with my baby. He bites, screams, and sits… Continue reading God disciplines us for our good
I was the fifth child of seven born to my parents. I was the fourth of six girls. Here's where most people say, "Your poor father!" My parents had a significant age gap between them; my dad was fifty-years-old when I was born. By the time I was two months old, my brother died from… Continue reading God is not ashamed to be our God
A few years ago, my doctor did some genetic testing to find out why certain things were happening inside me. It was nothing serious but could become a problem if not stopped. In addition to finding out about a few enzymes I was missing, I also found out I am 71% Irish/English. My great-grandfather came… Continue reading The Gift of Gab
Who doesn’t love Christmas and the memories it brings?As you think of your favorite Christmas, what makes it memorable for you? Was it where you spent it, who you spent it with, or the gift you received? Maybe it was unforgettable because of the gift you gave to someone special. My favorite Christmas was the… Continue reading God’s Favorite Christmas
The cold crisp air took my breath away as we climbed higher and higher. The white caps, blue water, and evergreens made my pictures look as though I was a professional photographer. The view from my camera warmed my heart as I thanked my Creator for the landscape. As my finger… Continue reading The Mountains