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”

He is in Control

“Sovereignty is a weighty thing to ascribe to the nature and character of God. Yet if He were not sovereign, He would not be God. The Bible is clear that God is in control of everything that happens.” -Joni Eareckson Tada.According to Dictionary.com, “sovereign” means “a person who has supreme power or authority.”Don’t you thinkContinue reading “He is in Control”

Estes Park

I sit at the edge of the amphitheater where the rangers give their nightly talks. Early in the morning I’m the only one here. The sun has just risen above the mountains, and I stare at the beauty all around me. Everywhere I look, the majestic Rocky Mountains raise their granite peaks skyward. Even inContinue reading “Estes Park”

God of the Empty Spaces

“We need never shout across the spaces to an absent God. He is nearer than our own soul, closer than our most secret thoughts”― A.W. Tozer Lord of the empty spaces, keep my mind aware of your presence, even when I feel alone, even when I do not sense your presence. Thank you for alwaysContinue reading “God of the Empty Spaces”

Friday Prayer Challenge

Colossians 3:15-17Let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, since as members of one body you were called to peace. And be thankful. Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly as you teach and admonish one another with all wisdom, and as you sing psalms, hymns and spiritual songs with gratitude inContinue reading “Friday Prayer Challenge”

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”