I’m a little bit stubborn…ok…maybe very stubborn. I can be very confident in what I believe, committed to my position even when I’m wrong. And my stubborn confidence can be comical at times when it’s something not important, but it can lead to challenging situations when my commitment to my own “rightness” ignores the Lord…
I’ve been known to share my “Precepts of Business” with others, and it made me smile to see “precepts” in a Bible verse. Such guidance and understanding is essential for all of us as we strive to trust and obey in our walk with the Lord. And focusing on precepts inspired this: “Precepts” There’s proof…
I’ve spent much of life just seeing and responding, stepping forward quickly based on my own understanding. And I do that fully knowing that the Lord wants me to seek and find Him in those moments, and to bring Him into each of my situations. This poem is about doing what the Lord wants me…
I’ve been thinking back to those times in my life when hope and prayer were all that was left…when my situation made positive outcomes seem impossible. In each of those times, I remember that moment when something unexpected and sometimes unexplainable happened, allowing that positive outcome to actually then occur. The impossible became possible with…
I’ve been thinking about the active nature of faith, and how faith is emboldened through a desire to know God more and yield to His will. That got me thinking about our needs, and His clear direction to ask, seek, and find, but to do that with a yielding and yearning heart, fully trusting in…
One of the many things that I’m in awe about is how an omniscient and omnipresent Creator and God can care about me, wanting me to stay in contact and constant communication with Him. And He cared enough to both give us instruction and give us a Helper! He wants us to stay connected to…
There are many moments I forget how close God truly is. But the more I seek, the more I find His presence everywhere and His fingerprints on everything – in creation for sure; in that unexpected moment where someone calls at that perfect time with the perfect comment; in that reminder of what God has…
I’m remembering my Dad on this Father’s Day. I wrote this poem based on a lesson he wanted me to learn about praying believing, and the miracle that happened which gave us a bit more time with him before he was called home to his eternal celebration: “Ask Believing” My Dad was sick, we rushed…
It’s hard at times to understand how our God of all creation can be present with any one of us specifically and care about our personal needs and issues. In the “why me” moments, remember those times when you felt His peace, when you felt Him near, or when He intervened. It’s through the remembering…
