When my mind is screaming, I will remember You are my God of peaceWhen my soul is confused, I will remember You are the God of truthWhen I am surrounded by darkness, I will remember You are the Light in the darknessWhen I feel isolated, I will remember you are the God of unfailing love For my heart may feel, but my faith is not … Continue reading Yahweh, He Is.
I just looked back at my recent posts and found that I am usually quiet and thoughtful yet positive writer. Today…. not as much. but maybe that’s okay. Today I look at the screen and I am lost. I have been filled with news of spikes in contaminations, death tolls and second waves. I am aware of isolation and the drain of routines disrupted. I … Continue reading Stuck
I have noticed before the passage of a river over a rock bed. As I sit watching my wife pan for gold (she does have faith, doesn’t she) in a river I watch the rapid flow bounce and swirl around the rocks. The rocks aren’t moved, they aren’t dislodged, they barely change at all. But the river still goes on.The river simply adjust it’s flow … Continue reading The River
There are days when I write from fire. There are days I write from the pit of tears. Then there are days I write as a heart desiring a soak in God. We need now, more then political statements, social updates and medical reassurances, we need a God who is here. We need hearts held by gentle hands We need fears calmed by a protective … Continue reading My Refuge in a Time of Struggle
I am hoping for scars. There are times that healing comes but those are the miracles. I do not reject them but I simply acknowledge that they are not the norm. If the miracle doesn’t come I will look for scars. Wounds are open, painful and raw. They are signs of the battle now. The ongoing struggle. There is fear and darkness in the wound. … Continue reading Hoping for Scars
You see, nowhere am I asked to have faith in an act of God but I am told to have faith IN God. Continue reading Faith In The Absence Of The Miracle