But One Life to Live
Note: This blog post is a bonus devotion celebrating the launch of Janet’s new book Between the Valley and the Mountaintop: Glimpses of God in the Middle Places Going through the process of identifying my audience – my reader – I kept thinking it was everyone. “NO Janet – keeping searching” I was told. “This
In the Middle Places A decade ago. I write those words and I look at them. They represent a span of time. Sometimes decades roll by and we have to stop and think about what was going on in our lives then. But for me, not the past decade. Nope. This one stands alone. A
Today’s post brings a few of my thoughts on Easter week. This cross stood at the side of a small community church in a remote village in Honduras. I’ve written and shared these on my social media accounts over the years. Comments on my posts vary. One day, a person stated they never asked Jesus
Finishing This is my current working space. The place I’ve been sitting and working on finishing. I’ve this quirk in my personality that has kept me from finishing a writing project. It’s always been easy for me to write. I love to write. However, the editing , rewriting and doing it all over again
2 Corinthians 3:18 But we all, with unveiled face, beholding as in a mirror the glory of the Lord, are being transformed into the same image from glory to glory, just as from the Lord, the Spirit. I marvel at the idea of an unveiled face. I wash my face, brush my teeth, apply my
No response is a response. That has stuck with me all day. Once we become aware of the existence of God – we have choices to make. Curiosity might lead us to study the bible. Wanting to make a change in our life can create a desire to do life differently. Where do we
Looking at Jesus as a baby in the cradle, everyone can agree on His innocence. But standing at the next to last station at the live nativity – my son asked me if it was weird that it didn’t freak him out anymore, if it was ok, that he looked on Jesus on the
December 15, 2018 I remember discovering I would much rather be shown I was loved than being told I was loved. Actions speak louder than words. Show me – don’t tell me. Some of us were talking recently, discussing our current relationship with God. This relationship today looks nothing like it did decades ago or
“For he is good, for his steadfast love endures forever,” 2 Ch 5:13 ESV In another version, 2 Chronicles 5:13-14, NiRv, read how the writer describes what is happening. The trumpet players and singers made music together as if they were only one voice. They praised the Lord. They gave thanks to him. Some of