Millions of Raindrops

I’ve always wanted to do big things—you know, travel to a foreign country and help needy people. Feed and clothe those who are hungry and lack adequate clothing. I want to change the world. But I am just an ordinary person. I don’t have tons of money, I don’t own a non-profit, I’m retired andContinue reading “Millions of Raindrops”

Listening to the Stream

At first glance, the stream appears motionless, its shallow green waters merely reflecting the overarching canopy of green. But here by the bridge, rocks litter the stream’s bed, and its water comes to life. Its meandering impeded, the stream ripples, bubbles, and rushes. The currents ripple and swirl around the rocks and fall over submergedContinue reading “Listening to the Stream”

In the Light of His Love

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”

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”

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”