• In the Heavens

    Psalm 8:3-4 I think about the heavens.  I think about what your fingers have created.  I think about the moon and stars  that you have set in place.   What is a human being that you think about him?  What is a son of man that you take care of him?  I distinctly remember the first

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  • Peaks and Valleys

    Psalm 95:3-4 For the Lord is the great God,  the great King above all gods.  In his hand are the depths of the earth,  and the mountain peaks belong to him.  There are so many scriptures about the mountains and the valleys. I can’t imagine climbing mountains physically or the feeling of fear as I

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  • Shouts of Joy

      Psalm 126:5-6 Those who sow in tears  shall reap with shouts of joy!  He who goes out weeping,  bearing the seed for sowing,  shall come home with shouts of joy,  bringing his sheaves with him.  I took this picture last summer somewhere in Nebraska. Growing up on the farm, I have such fond memories

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  • Wiping Tears

    Revelation 21:4 He will wipe away every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or sadness. There will be no more crying or pain. Things are no longer the way they used to be.”  “Oh Nana! It hurts. It hurts so bad!” “Hold on little princess. Let’s look at that knee. Let

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  • All Things

                                  Often when someone calls and is facing a crisis, (many times that’s me in the mirror) and my first response is to think of how we can “fix” “it”. What can instantly be done to help, intercede or provide guidance

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  • Six Times

    I’ve been busy this week – trying to recover from our trip to India. It has been a trying time waiting for my body to flip from the 10.5 hours time change. Gratefully, God created our bodies so uniquely that we are able to do that with a little patience. I have written two stories

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  • Like A Butterfly

    And there it was… the gentle reminder of the creator I serve and worship. Grace and patience paced her journey. The butterfly floated by on the soft breeze moving across the water. The boat continued down the river in the opposite direction. In a few minutes, I lost sight of her. Briefly, in that moment,

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