Tea was standing in the kitchen, the very image of a droopy sister. Effie practically materialized next to her, the very image of concern. “What do you need? Water? Food? Sleep? How can I help?” Tea turned around, revealing the empty pitcher in her hand. Effie sighed. “I can loan you some tea?” Tea perked …
I woke up this morningwith burning in my chestand wondered to myselfis this another testrather than do what I didin times that came beforeI carefully, prayerfullylower my head toward the floor
I am prepared to hobbleTo cobble myself togetherAnd strain toward the end of the lineThe glory of God divine
Tea was rushing into the office, arms loaded down with all her work-related detritus, murmuring to-dos with all the hither-thither jibber-jabber of the proverbial Alice in Wonderland’s white rabbit. “Pens, pens,” continued the litany. “I need more pens!” Effie poked her head in to better view this particular spectacle. “Don’t you have a million?” “You …
“Daddy!” Noah blinked awake, startled. A tiny bony elbow dug into his side and a small hand patted his face. “Let’s play Legos!” He groaned and looked toward the clock, then his wife. Two o’clock in the morning. His wife Emily was reasonably and sensibly asleep. Noah reached for the spare pillow. “I’m going to …
“Han, I need you to understand something.” Jess stood in the middle of the kitchen as she began her declaration. “Yes, dear?” Han asked as he threw open the windows and moved to turn on the ceiling fan in the dining room, then the vent fan over the stove. “I was born with a silver …
Lighthouse in my storm King upon the throne I fix my eyes on You And set my sails for home
“But since we belong to the day, let us be sober, putting on the breastplate of faith and love, and for a helmet, the hope of salvation. For God did not appoint us to wrath, but to the obtaining of salvation through our Lord Yeshua the Messiah… “Now may the God of shalom himself sanctify …
“Trust in the LORD with all your heart, And lean not on your own understanding;” — Proverbs 3:5 Do we truly trust in God? When the world is bleak and terrible around us, when we feel like all hope is lost and our prayers go unanswered, what is our demeanor? Our response? Do we …
The cottage was even cozier inside than out: white wainscot, stone fireplace with broad hearth and mantle, built-in bookcases, low-hanging eaves. Sunlight dappled the wooden floors through the sheltering oak and maple branches at the windows. This was a far cry from the warzone Mark Trindale had been living in for the past four …