Reflections
Inner Critic
I looked and beheld there on the pillared rock A man familiar yet not the same For it was I…
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Adopted for a Higher Calling
“Sumping, is that how you say it?” my youngest daughter asked in her ever fading young vocabulary. She giggled trying…
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Composition
Passing through distant meadow, with shrieks and chirps and rustles of brush. Without sigh to this sweet moment the light…
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Catching Glimpses
There is a true longing that aches in hearts of all who call upon the Lord in sincerity. A pining…
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Lifting
May it not be said that one day means more than the next, for each set will rise the same…
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The Scarlet Cord
The other day my youngest daughter gleefully bounced into the room where I was occupied with my morning Bible study.…
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Borrowed Prayer
Every night my wife and I make a concerted point to tuck our two little girls into bed with an…
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Silent Voice
Our family home is located on several acres of tree laden hills and deep ravines. Winter has set in and…
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