Love
Within the fruit of the Spirit described by Paul in Galatians chapter 5, love stands first for a reason. Every other fruit flows from it. When Paul...
Within the fruit of the Spirit described by Paul in Galatians chapter 5, love stands first for a reason. Every other fruit flows from it. When Paul...
Fruit grows quietly. It forms slowly. No one stands in an orchard and shouts at an apple tree to hurry up. Growth comes through roots...
I leaned on my elbow looking out the farmhouse window while my mother and sisters cooked food and set the table for Christmas Eve dinner...
Ah, a child’s life, wrapped in a warm blanket, sleeping peacefully in his mother’s arms, with hardly a care in the world. Worries aren’t his...
We use words in strange ways. Take the word dying. Your daughter in tenth grade says she’s dying to know the football captain of the neighboring high school...
I once read that criminals to be crucified often had to carry to the place of crucifixion their own cross beam, a piece of wood weighing up to fifty pounds...
God telling me that I should be holy is like his telling me to scale the high jump at a track meet. But wait. Who’s that in front of the high bar...
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...
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...
I’m no prophet, but I’m intrigued by Peter’s words in Acts, “In the last days, God says, I will pour out my Spirit on all people. Your sons and...