God is my comfort when I lose my job, when I lose my keys, when I lose my mind about the mud tracked in on the floor.
The hand of God is always a hand of mercy and grace.
The sky was dark, not even a glimmer of dawn forcing its way through the storm clouds that smothered the eastern horizon. The bedroom windows were open, and the sound of driving rain filled my ears as a flash of lightning broke through my sleep. I awoke just in time for the bone-rattling crash of […]
Peter knew the truth– Lord, to whom shall we go? You have the words of eternal life.
Some mornings I sit here in front of this screen and I know exactly what I want to write and how I want to write it. The words come pouring out of the tips of my fingers in an almost miraculous way. This is not one of those mornings. Some mornings I know what I […]