Prior to the coming of the Messiah, the priest had to repeat the same duties for the same people over and over, year after year. Those sacrifices were only a temporary fix to an ongoing problem. The High priest was constantly on his feet in service for the needs of the people, and no doubt he was worn out at the end of the day. ..
Continue reading →My Father adopted me into His family when I was only a teen. I needed His love, and He was there for me. Even though I had a lot of character flaws, and even though I was insecure, He took me in—no questions asked, nothing disqualifying me from becoming part of His family. Now, I live every day to show Him my gratitude…
Continue reading →God wants His relationship with us to be one of love, the kind of love between a parent and child, one which is close and personal. …
Continue reading →Make sure the path you’re walking leads you to God…
Continue reading →As Pastor finished his message, he asked if anyone needed to ask Jesus into their lives. I remember holding onto the pew in front of me so hard that my knuckles were turning white…
Continue reading →We cannot change the whole world, but we can help change the world we live in when we answer God’s call to love and care for others and to tell them the good news of Jesus Christ….
Continue reading →Dear God, Remember the time when … I just want to say thank You.
Continue reading →In our rural community, we experience power outages due to severe winter weather. We prepare by placing ice bags in our freezer, and no one lifted the lid. We hunker down next to the fireplace, play board games, and heat our dinner on the gas stove. If the impending outage is expected to last more than a day, we choose sleeping spots near the fireplace. Our children inform us that candlelight is bright enough to play board games but too … Continue reading →
“Keep it simple” is what my friend Susan would say….
Continue reading →A GRANDMOTHER AND A GRANDDAUGHTER “We taught the daycare children by example, and you were with me.” Mrs. Gertrude said, tickling her granddaughter, Sharon’s side. “I remember,” Sharon said, “but I’m twelve now!” Mrs. Gertrude smiled as her ‘little Sharon’ donned her best grown up imitation. “Do you remember our career center? You and your friends pretended to be scientists, engineers, beauticians, firefighters, or ballerinas by wearing hats. Then we’d share read-to-me books while we passed the featured hat around.” “It was fun,” Sharon … Continue reading →
