But One Life to Live
Lamentations 3:21-24 But this I call to mind, and therefore I have hope: The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. “The Lord is my portion,” says my soul, “therefore I will hope in him.” Nothing is
Following on yesterday’s post, I’ve continued pondering the “newness” we hear about in the bible. It’s a different kind of new. The Message version of the Bible is not the version I use for my studies but I almost always read it along with my other favorite translations. I have read this chapter about twenty
Proverbs 18:12-13 Before destruction a man’s heart is haughty, but humility comes before honor. If one gives an answer before he hears, it is his folly and shame. Words. Mercy. A power to be reckoned with. These verses remind me of the source of our words – again – our hearts. I get lazy so
2 Corinthians 3:18 AMP But, we all, with unveiled face beholding as in a mirror the glory of the Lord, are transformed into the same image from glory to glory, even as from the Lord the Spirit. I captured this image one morning down at the boat launch near my home. The sun was
Isaiah 11:6-9 Wolves will live with lambs. Leopards will lie down with goats. Calves and lions will eat together. And little children will lead them around. Cows will eat with bears. Their little ones will lie down together. And lions will eat straw like oxen. A baby will play near a hole where cobras live.
Proverbs 3:3 NIrV Don’t let love and truth ever leave you. Tie them around your neck. Write them on the tablet of your heart. “Man, everything else comes with instructions, I sure wish there was an instruction manual on how to raise kids. I sure wish I had an instruction manual on how to survive
Matthew 6:8-15 NIrV Your Father knows what you need even before you ask him. “This is how you should pray. “ ‘Our Father in heaven, may your name be honored. May your kingdom come. May what you want to happen be done on earth as it is done in heaven. Give us today our daily bread.
Walking through the swamps of Florida one day, my friend and I came upon this boardwalk. Every single time I come to a path so narrowly directing the next part of my journey, I pause, reminded I do not know what lies ahead. What IS around the next turn? Sitting in waiting rooms recently, I
Join me in welcoming my dear friend, Sharon Gauthreaux, who has taught me so much about grieving and learning to live through the process. Sharon writes a beautiful, encouraging piece for us today. TEARS I remember vividly the day years ago when a friend who had just buried her 50 year old husband, who had