In the Winter of the Soul

"He who lives in hope dances without a fiddle."UnknownIn the winter of the soulReach from your cold room toward a windowReach toward a cracked doorReach forward, reach outside that roomTo a warm and sun-filled place beyond yourselfIn the winter of the soulReach—pull—climb out of the dark placesStretch to the light—to help—to hopeLook out, look up... Continue Reading →

The Wings of the Wind

Dear God, Oh God,How dare I to write to you, You who walked on water? I read this morning in the book of Daniel how you walked in the fire with Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego. I read them in Psalms how you walk on the wings of the wind.You said in Job that you have... Continue Reading →

Light

 Count on it—God intrudes in glorious and myriad ways.Joni Eareckson TadaLightby Elece HollisYou are the light outside my window Streaming in through cobwebbed panesBringing truth to free me fromAll my dusty shameYou are the light streaming in,Pure from heaven,Pulsing its wayEven into the murky and hopelessPlaces of my soul.I have tried to make my own light,But... Continue Reading →

Fireworks

Open your eyes and the whole world is full of God.Jakob BohmeLike a bursting firework rocketShouting out the praiseOf God the master craftsmanCrafting wonderful displays.Tight inside a sprouting seedBulging up the stalk and now,Building, growing, bursting budFrom inside out kapow—oh wow!Grow me up inside, Jesus;Fill me up with your true lifeStuff me so full I... Continue Reading →

Letter to a Rose Painter

Dear God,I just want to say how much I admire your artwork. Everwhere I look, from children's faces to the bark of trees, to wild animals like the giraffe to the sea shells washed on ocean shores, everywhere are wonderful beautiful things that you have designed. There are waterfalls crafted by your hand. There are... Continue Reading →

Letter to a Rose Painter

Dear God,I just want to say how much I admire your artwork. Everwhere I look, from children's faces to the bark of trees, to wild animals like the giraffe to the sea shells washed on ocean shores, everywhere are wonderful beautiful things that you have designed. There are waterfalls crafted by your hand. There are... Continue Reading →

Let There Still Be Roses

 Dear Jesus, I read in Isaiah 55 these words: "So you will go out with joy, and be led forth in peace. The mountains and the hills will burst into singing before you and all the trees of the fields will clap their hands.Large cypress trees will grow where thornbushes were. Myrtle trees will grow where weeds were. These things will be... Continue Reading →

Let There Still Be Roses

 Dear Jesus, I read in Isaiah 55 these words: "So you will go out with joy, and be led forth in peace. The mountains and the hills will burst into singing before you and all the trees of the fields will clap their hands.Large cypress trees will grow where thornbushes were. Myrtle trees will grow where weeds were. These things will be... Continue Reading →

Falls Creek Camp

Leaving for camp The kids gathered at the Faith Baptist Church in Broken Arrow for the bus ride to Paul's Valley and Falls Creek Bible Camp. Brenna got to go this year. Alton has been waiting for this all year. He loves Falls Creek.  The campers met in the gym. They were very excited. They played a game... Continue Reading →

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