“Come to Me”
I wanted to flee, but within my spirit, I heard Jesus’ voice, “Come to Me.”
Continue reading →Extraordinary Vision
Have you made the choice to cultivate extraordinary spiritual vision? We learn how by observing the rock dove.
Continue reading →Diane Virginia: Our Soon-Coming King
Recently a lady from our church shared a dream she’d had about sounding the shofar to announce Jesus’ soon return. The dream was riveting; I couldn’t stop thinking about it. “Religion doesn’t work, but a relationship with Jesus does,” she said, “Prepare to meet your Soon-Coming King.” THE SEASON OF CHRIST’S RETURN What season are we in? Although we cannot know the day or the hour Jesus will return, we know we are in the season of Christ’s return. Jesus tells us to … Continue reading →
Skip
I would ask myself, “Are the children skipping?” Even a child at rest will swing a foot, shrug a shoulder, or sway. I’ve learned skipping is a universal expression of joy. …
Continue reading →Mary’s Song
Let’s talk about Mary. Why did God choose her to birth the Savior? She, like the flutist, trusted God to direct the course of her life. Mary’s song defined her as a woman of faith. …
Continue reading →My Faithful Bridegroom
We are a work in progress, and so are our friends. By pointing out what they are doing right, like Beloved does for us, this goes a long way in helping them to be all the more faithful…
Continue reading →Love in the Details
I wondered how they would solve the obvious problem. The man’s walker now blocked the doorway. …
Continue reading →Mountain Dancer
As we reach the summit, Beloved encourages us to talk to Him. Our Bridegroom wants to hear our voice! He meets every need, never being embarrassed by the secrets we share—those soul injuries no one knows about. He dances upon Bether, which means “division,” chasing away every shadowy thought by the light of His Word. …
Continue reading →Conquering Spiritual Foxes
A fox would have been destructive enough, but a wolf? I knew I would be watchful that evening. I flooded the yard with lights, just to be sure the wolf knew there was no welcome mat at our homestead….
Continue reading →Rose Resurrection
My knockout roses had gotten the dreaded broomstick disease, and it was spreading amongst the bushes. I fought tears as I watched my rose bushes resisting the ropes that held each tightly onto the tow ball while the truck driver inched forward. With quick acceleration, each yielded, its root ball exposed, the rose bush toppled. Their former places now sunken, I asked workers to fill the holes with loose dirt. Sullen, I ambled across the garden, thanking God that at least not all needed to be removed and that the plague would stop. …
Continue reading →Diane Virginia: The Keeper
Satan cannot even reach the thorny hedge, let alone the thorn of crowns our Savior wore, that Jesus keeps us safe within. There will be trials—but these will only serve to remind us of His keeping power. …
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