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Keep us, Lord, hungry for truer things. Keep us thirsty for life your living water brings. Keep us searching for You, the Spring. Keep us wanting to worship You, our King. Give us ears that sense Your voice, Eyes to see beyond the noise Hands that serve and choose to rejoice…
Spider, bug, Ant and bee In my garden, At my knee. Provide a show For this young one, Eyes tuned tight In midday sun. He alone can see them move We pass so fast his dawdling proves Were we more still We’d find delight In this wee world Through child’s sight. Just a…
“Nana, do you have any kids?” I am wedged on the couch between Abigail, 4 1/2 and Paul Silas, 2 1/2. We are reading a bedtime story. ‘Goodnight Moon’, no doubt; it is always ‘Goodnight Moon.’ “Well, Abi, I have two kids. One is your Auntie Leah and the other is your Papa.” “Oh.”…
Sometimes I don’t know which direction I’m going until I get in the car and drive……. Sometimes I don’t know what’s on my heart until I start to write. sometimes I don’t know what’s on my mind until I open my mouth and speak and my Father gives the words. Sometimes I don’t know what…
Scattered seeds, scattered me strewn across the landscape like the leftovers of an exploded fruit. Full of me, I dropped the pieces here and there along the way without the time to STOP and listen. Father, retrieve my prayers. Draw around them the frame of your love….
The Pastor has obviously been reading my mail. This morning he continued the sermon series he started last week on the Gospel of John. We got through exactly 5 verses. “We probably won’t finish until Jesus comes back,” he quipped. Why? Well, we got stuck on The Word. The verse that says, “In the beginning…