I met God. She's Black. I have holy receipts. Lord, reveal in me that which is being unleashed? What door, hidden in the grass like this key waiting to be found, are You calling me to walk through?
God. She’s Black. I Have Receipts.
Here is the lesson, and it is simple…
1. Step out in faith. 2. Don’t think about the ending (that’s not your job). 3. Just Do (that is your job). 4. God will be glorified. Thus Ends the lesson. To God Be The Glory. Go forth.
A personal testimony; apply it as you will…
Spend time in a crucible; it'll get your life right.
Storms are not punishments, see them as the Refiner's Fire. Or not. Who taught you that God was hateful?
A caregiver’s prayer
I have been struggling. It's not new, certainly not unique, and I will find myself here again. Caregiving is the way we love those we love. We give because we can. We give because we must. We give because the health and welfare of those we love is as important as our own. It is …
Hurry Up, Jesus!
Hurry Up, Jesus!
This may be my most enduring prayer. It is also my least successful. That does not stop me from praying it, all the time.
