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Let’s Be Bereans

Acts 17:11 Now, these were more noble-minded than those in Thessalonica, who received the word with all eagerness, examining the Scriptures daily to see whether these things were so.   To my brothers and sisters in Christ Jesus, the one and only begotten Son of...

A Marching Soldier

Onward I press with one goal in my heart, through this worlds torment and pain. The golden glimmer of a crown my Lord shall impart, a Heavenly home my soul shall gain. With outreached hands I grope for the prize, moving ahead through this worlds sinful mire. I know...

Stormy Sunset

Rain fell, from a cloud-darkened sky. The storm moved through in the blink of an eye. The sunlight leaped over the horizon as if to say, enjoy me now for I’m the last light of this day. It reached to the clouds left over from the storm, reflecting the beauty of their...

He Loves Us to Death

Laughter and scorn from the voices He heard, as they beat Him and spit in His face. They scoffed at His coming with disbelief, not knowing His Father’s Grace. They mocked and cursed our Heavenly Lord, casting lots for the clothes off His back. They were unaware of the...

The Cross

Cragged, scabrous, out of the earth it reaches the sky. Tortuous, bloodstained, created for a life to die. Carried upon the shoulder, by He whom the sentence was imposed. The innocent before the guilty, crucify Him this case is closed. No cries of agony echoing the...

The Storm Below

I stood upon a mountaintop and viewed a wondrous show, a storm moving through the valley many thousand feet below. It gained in strength from a source unseen, turned black and towered into the sky. As far as it’s wrath, I would not feel, for I was much too high. To...

Pines In The Mist

The silhouette is all I could see of the pines in the morning mist. I pondered upon the majesty of our creator, the Heavenly artist. The mist mysteriously hung there as if from the branches of the pines. I’m thankful for this moment to spare and to gaze upon God’s...

When The Clock Stops

Ticktock, ticktock, until the spring has sprung in the works of a clock. As for such a piece, time has now ceased, but there are others that continue to talk. Ticktock, ticktock. The hands have ceased to move, they no longer know the passage of time. They are...

Love Follows Repentance

Love is the fix all, end-all solution for our society’s issues with hate and its fruit. The people that commit the atrocities we see almost every day in the news will tell you they love. The problem is that some people don’t know what love looks like, and...

The Season of Man

The life of man is in a constant state of decline, spiraling towards the bodies extinction. The spirit of a man caught between the knowledge of eternity and the fear of no longer walking the earth. Only those conscious of God and His plan understand the spirits desire...

Faith Mandates Works

The book of James is one of my favorites, it brings to light so many erroneous teachings being espoused today. The following being truth… “Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.” Hebrews 11:1 It merely stands to reason that if...

Peace Without Justice

This morning, on the news, I heard a man say "peace and justice go hand in hand. Without justice, there can be no peace”. As a Christian, I know that view is not according to God’s wisdom, but of the world. As disciples of Jesus, Christians are taught to be at peace...

The Son, and the Sun

It does the spirit, mind, and body good to stand and watch the sunrise over the horizon. With each passing second, the light reveals a new detail of the landscape. In the fleeting moments of sunrise, the colors paint the sky, the hills, and the prairie grasses. The...

Don’t Mess with the Bull!

From at least 100 yards away this bull was keeping an eye on me while it stood between me and the herd. At the time it was clear whose turf it was and it would tolerate only the utmost respect. That's why I captured this shot using a 600 mm lens. Often I think people...

The Well of Refuge

Thirsting, even to the point of death, for my well has run dry. There is a well, but the journey is far, down a rocky path where enemies hide in the cliffs waiting to kill. To live, the only option is to risk destroying my flesh to gather the life-giving water, so I...

The Dead End Journey

For, some people where the road ends marks the spot to turn around and go back. Not me, all my life the dead end road was where the journey began. The point where the worn path narrowed, meeting what appeared to be an impassable gauntlet, that was, and is still, where...

Plant Yourself in a Thriving Garden

Plant Yourself in a Thriving Garden  Personal growth is not unlike the life of a vine. The vine sprouts, because of the God-given elements of nutrient-rich soil, water, and sunlight. When any of these elements are missing, it would cause the vine to perish. Sometimes,...

 

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