It never ceases to amaze me: The sunrise. I sit on the back patio, my feet propped on a lawn chair, facing east. The sky is gray, the scattered clouds a steel-gray smudge. In the early morning pre-dawn, the colors around me blur. The birds sing their early morning songs: “Wake up, wake up, it’sContinue reading “In the Light of His Love”
Category Archives: Christian devotion
God’s Word Never Fails
Working with Your Hands
Psalms 139:13 “For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb.” One pastime from which I derive much pleasure is making things with my hands. To take a piece of yarn and make an afghan is very satisfying. It is amazing that a flat piece of fabric becomes a dress,Continue reading “Working with Your Hands”
Wisdom
The Potter
Have you ever watched the potter at work? He centers a lump of clay on the wheel, creates a small indention in the middle, then pours water over the clay. As the wheel spins, his hands deftly shape the clay until he has created his pot in the exact shape he wants. In scripture GodContinue reading “The Potter”
Hands
HANDS “His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He cares for me.” Hands— large, small, rough, dirty, slender, graceful. Hands caress and soothe, Wiping away tears. Hands hit and wound, Cruelly inflicting pain. Hands, black with grime, Skillfully repair engines. Hands, manicured and perfumed, Lovingly arrange the roses. Hands, strong yet gentle, CarefullyContinue reading “Hands”
King of the World
When I opened the back door, I heard a small voice yell, “I’m king of the world.” In a yard nearby a small boy perched about eight feet high on top of his backyard playground equipment. With tousled hair, smudged cheeks, and torn jeans, he was quite an unlikely looking king of the world. Jesus,Continue reading “King of the World”
The Hardened Path
In my part of the country, we have been experiencing drought. Very little precipitation has fallen this year. In my city home, I don’t immediately see the effects, but the nearby farmers and ranchers see it every day. While recently walking on the nature trails, however, I noticed the difference. Usually, when I walk thoseContinue reading “The Hardened Path”
Early Spring
As I sit on the brown, lifeless grass, its crispy blades crunch and break beneath my weight. High atop this hill, I can see for miles in every direction, the surrounding gently rolling hills the same dun color as the grass where I sit. Dotted along the tan hillsides, dark green cedars raise their pointedContinue reading “Early Spring”
Cleaning the Flower Beds
In the early morning fresh air, I cleaned the flower beds. First, I tackled the tall purple coneflowers, whose seed heads had provided the birds with winter food. With my handheld, small shears, I quickly cut. Snip, snip, down they came. Next came the yarrow: snip, snip, the old dried stalks were quickly removed. FromContinue reading “Cleaning the Flower Beds”
Growing Our Faith Together 