Monthly Archives: March 2013

Next week is Holy week, and that week is dear to me. It starts with Palm Sunday, when the cheering throng threw palm branches in front of Jesus riding a donkey. Passover begins at sundown on Monday. That is when … Continue reading →

God has and still does use spiritual 2 x 4s to get my attention,and the sweetest, most wonderful way He has gotten my attention is as follows: 38 of us from church had gone to a city cinema to see “Passion … Continue reading →

It is my opinion that there should be no “justs” in the Kingdom of God. Have you ever noticed how much we use the word “just” in what we say and in what we pray? “Lord, we just come to … Continue reading →

“Peter and his companions were very sleepy, but when they became fully awake, they saw His glory….” (Luke 9:32 NIV) We must remain “awake” at all times if we are to “see” Christ at work. Cramming all our time with … Continue reading →

I moved into my new office at the hospital today, and my radio wouldn’t pick-up K-LOVE. It would only pick-up a country station, and there were some lyrics that caused my eyebrows to raise past the top of my head. … Continue reading →

“Jesus replied, ‘No one who puts his hand to the plow and looks back is fit for service in the kingdom of God’.” Are we longing for people/places/things from the past? Are we allowing them to hinder our relationship with … Continue reading →

After Peter denied Jesus 3 times: “And he went outside and wept bitterly.” (Luke 22:62 NIV) Do our sins cause our hearts to break? “Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.” (Matt. 5:4 NIV) Our true contrition … Continue reading →

Wordsworth was so right: “The world is too much with us.” So grateful for a snow day, for time spent praying over some troubling things, things that caused my soul and heart to be heavy. Ah, but if the world … Continue reading →

It’s tough, watching someone I know so well dying more each day. I try not to cry, but I do, and I can’t hide the tears. I think she knew I was crying yesterday, and she had to know I … Continue reading →