The Sounds of Thanksgiving: Part 3
Praise, my soul, the King of heaven; to his feet your tribute bring. Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven, Evermore his praises sing. Alleluia, alleluia...
22
Nov
21
Nov
The Sounds of Thanksgiving: Part 2
We plow the fields and scatter the good seed on the land, But it is fed and watered by God’s almighty hand. He sends the snow in winter, the warmth...
20
Nov
The Sounds of Thanksgiving: Part 1
Sometimes you just have to tell your emotions to get in line! And I will be the first to say that my emotions can be the most unruly, disobedient passions...
17
Nov
Evil Unrestrained?
Most likely, you’ve heard me say, “God permits what He hates to accomplish what He loves.” But… The idea of God allowing bad things to achieve...
10
Nov
Numbering Your Days
Over the years, my quadriplegia has forced me to take one day at a time. ‘This trial’ is so hard that this morning’s grace is not enough by midmorning...
3
Nov
An Art Lesson
When I’m at my art easel, secondhand information won’t do. If I’m working on a painting of daisies, I must have a vase of fresh daisies to study. There’s no...
27
Oct
God So Loved the World
When my friend Gloria learned that her little girl’s diagnosis meant a premature death, she vacillated between depression and outbursts of anger against God...
20
Oct
Make an Eternal Impact
The Bible says, “With the Lord a day is like a thousand years, and a thousand years are like a day.” Now we’ve all heard the old adage that God...
17
Oct
Know Your Transgressions
Some of my friends tell me I’m too hard on myself. They say I berate myself too much. But I know the truth. I know when I’m vying for attention...
12
Oct
Hands That Serve
As a quadriplegic, every bit of physical ability means the world. Like, even with weak shoulder muscles, I’ve been able to feed myself ever since I was in...
