We all have at least one person in our life that try as we might, we cannot muster any affection for them. They rub us the wrong way. They embarrass us when we most want to impress. They show up when we are most… Continue Reading “Love Is”
White, As winter’s snow, Soft, As rose petals, Smooth , As silk, Slim and long. These are pretty hands. Brown, From the hot sun, Rough, From days of toil, Scarred, By nails, Large and calloused. These are beautiful hands, The hands of Jesus.
He’s finished supper. He’s poured the wine, broken the bread, and left a message. To live right, we must remember Him. He’s washed feet, even the feet of those who will betray, deny, forsake Him, and left the second message. To live right, we… Continue Reading “Thy Kingdom Come”
When I was small, My mommy would make our daily bread, Her loaves were round-topped Golden, delicious softness. But still, I liked it better to make my own, She gave a lump of dough, Showed how to sprinkle flour, Formed her large loaf. I… Continue Reading “Not Kneaded”
There is a stillness That reaches to The very core of the soul, Like an anchor In the storm, Like a rock In shifting desert sand, Like a current Steering the river. It reaches deep, deep Beyond itself To peace Himself– The Christ–… Continue Reading “A Stillness”