Not what I will, but what You will. ~Mark 14:36b NKJV The aroma of horse hair overwhelmed me as I buried my face in Princess’ mane. She grasped my ponytail scrunchie with her muzzle, slid it off, and waved it triumphantly. If a horse could laugh, she was doing it. This was a deliberate move on her part to cheer me up. I would have joined her celebratory disposition, but I knew we only had days together. I was moving … Continue reading →
My grace is sufficient for you, for My strength is made perfect in weaknesses. 2 Corinthians 12:9 NKJV Grace…. We say grace before a meal. We speak of God’s grace. But do we really know what grace is? Grace comes from the word charis and may be defined as “the divine influence upon the heart and its reflection in the life. (Strongs’ Concordance, NT#5485)” Grace is something that happens within the spirit of man. Paul knew something about grace. He … Continue reading →
I thought it would be easy to navigate my way to the expressway from my new job, but I was not familiar with the neighborhood. To further my confusion, a few street signs were missing. The only sure landmark I had was a child’s soccer ball left in a yard. After passing the ball three times, I pulled my car to the side of the road, wiped sweat from my palms, and prayed. “God, please direct me. I want to … Continue reading →
He who believes in Me, the works that I do will he do also; and greater works than these he will do, because I go to My Father John 14:12b NKJV I was folding my husband’s jeans, and checking the hems for frays. That’s how I determine at a glance which are his work jeans verses his dress jeans. The thought came to me that I am like a pair of jeans that are frayed on the ends—less than perfect, … Continue reading →
“Mom, I fed the chickens. Here’s your sandals back,” my daughter said. “Back?” I tried to hide my dismay, “You wore the jeweled ones?” The odor rising from the pleather revealed the answer. “I just borrowed them quick.” I glanced at my jeweled sandals. As pretty as they were, they now had a designated purpose. I would use them when I fetched eggs or cared for my hens. My jeweled sandals were now the purtiest’ chicken sandals I’d ever owned. … Continue reading →
A merry heart doeth good like a medicine. Proverbs 17:22a KJV “Billy,” I cried, tempting the goat with fresh grain, “come here. Heeeere! Oh no! Not over there!” Despite my efforts, Billy the goat had decided to play in the road, and his wives and kids with him. I was thankful I had chicken feed in my car, but apparently this goat didn’t like corn. I decided if I couldn’t entice Billy, the next strategy would be to pick up … Continue reading →
It was an ordinary day at Roland’s house. Anna would fix his breakfast and fluff his chair. After his coffee, she would assist him to the mailbox. But first, she’d watch as he stuffed his pockets full of Bible promises. Some he had hand written, and some were typed. Each morning, he pulled a handful out of a large mason jar and dropped them into a ceramic dish. Roland’s eyesight wasn’t what it used to be, so Anna read most … Continue reading →
Mandy poured her coffee and retreated to the porch swing. As she listened to the chirring of crickets in the flower garden, she opened her Bible. She was reading the Bible from cover to cover and Song of Solomon was next in line. In preparation for her reading, she had looked up the meaning of Solomon, which is shelomah, translated as “peace.” In her spirit, she felt Solomon must be a prototype of Jesus Christ. She had seen a typology … Continue reading →
Every morning, I prepare breakfast for our three dogs. I rotate feeding them each morsel from a designated doggie fork. Occasionally, one dog will rise. If I say, “sit,” the dog will listen but only if I preface this with her name. Otherwise she assumes I’m speaking to another pack member. Our senior pooch looks forward to breakfast time the most, so she stomps her feet the entire time to make sure I notice her. Our youngest gal takes … Continue reading →
The couple’s entrance into the café was like watching a ballet in slow motion. He was using a walker; she was using a cane. After the gentleman passed through the doorway, he held it open for his lady. She, gracefully attentive to her mate, shuffled through the entrance, bowing as she went, as if he was a chivalrous knight returning from a victorious conquest. I wondered how they would solve the obvious problem. The man’s walker now blocked the doorway. … Continue reading →
