
To Live… To Die…
For me to live is Christ, to die is gain. Philippians 1:21 This verse came to mind one morning. How? It came about as I think about dying… and fighting to live. Paul penned this
Living the Blessed Life
Living the Blessed Life

For me to live is Christ, to die is gain. Philippians 1:21 This verse came to mind one morning. How? It came about as I think about dying… and fighting to live. Paul penned this

As an example, brethren, of suffering and patience, take the prophets who spoke in the name of the Lord. We count those blessed who endured. You have heard of the endurance of Job and have

It has been said that ‘Humility is a virtue that one lost when one thinks that he has it.’ How would you respond when a person say: “I am humble.”? Hmmm… not a picture of

Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. –2 Corinthians 4:16 One dinnertime, shortly after my cancer diagnosis, when all my children

Once I went on a trip. Our host, a witty insightful lady, shared that she had asked her grandchildren: “What are the things you will remember about Momma when I die?” They answered: “Waste not,

Never would/could I imagine that I would be crying in front of a crowd trying feebly to express my words of sympathy to grieving friends and families in my community of faith. Before Covid happened,
. . . and Joshua said to them, “Cross again to the ark of the Lord your God into the middle of the Jordan, and each of you take up a stone on his shoulder,
1 Samuel 22David left Gath and escaped to the cave of Adullam. When his brothers and his father’s household heard about it, they went down to him there. 2 All those who were in distress
In many homes, parents mark their kids’ height on door posts with dates to measure their progress. Each mark compared to the previous ones determines how tall and fast they grew. These two pine trees

How to pray… Prayer changes… It is said that prayer changes the pray-er more than just circumstances or God’s mind. In Old testament, the story of Hannah praying for a son, reminds me that prayer