A Woodland Sanctuary

As I walked the nature trails, I wandered off the beaten path.  Large toadstools nestled under a grove of blue spruce trees attracted my attention. Pushing aside branches, I walked fifteen feet, entering a small clearing.  The ground, carpeted with years of accumulated needles, felt soft beneath my feet.  A chorus of crickets broke theContinue reading “A Woodland Sanctuary”

Are You a Pharisee?

“A pharisee is hard on others and easy on himself, but a spiritual man is easy on others and hard on himself”.― A.W. Tozer Makes you think, doesn’t it? Which are you? Father, let me dispose of the ways of the pharisee and, instead, adopt the ways of Jesus. Like him, let me be filledContinue reading “Are You a Pharisee?”

Friday Prayer Challenge

“His divine power has given us everything we need for life and godliness through our knowledge of him who called us by his own glory and goodness. Through these he has given us his very great and precious promises, so that through them you may participate in the divine nature and escape the corruption inContinue reading “Friday Prayer Challenge”

Dropping the Stones

Caught in the act, they dragged her into the temple courts. Head down, hands trembling, she avoided the eyes of the angry men surrounding her. The men couldn’t wait to pass judgment on her. Their faces turned hard as the stones they longed to throw. After all, that was God’s law. But the man whoContinue reading “Dropping the Stones”

Friday Prayer Challenge

Romans 15:13 “May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit. “Can you imagine it? Overflowing with hope by the Holy Spirit’s power? I pray this for you today, that you will experienceContinue reading “Friday Prayer Challenge”

The Beckoning Whispers

   As I sit in the kitchen, the sound of the sea beckons me. From the beach house, the waters whisper, calling me to the beach. I grab my sunscreen and my towel and walk across the street and into the soft, dry sand. I sink ankle deep with each step, the gentle waves whooshingContinue reading “The Beckoning Whispers”