Creation Speaks
Monuments and statues, skyscrapers, castles, and cathedrals capture our attention, but I think creation by a Creative God is even better.
Monuments and statues, skyscrapers, castles, and cathedrals capture our attention, but I think creation by a Creative God is even better.
How can I write about a person who had so much influence on my life and lived to age ninety-three?
Although I wish I could have experienced the loving influence of Grandma Richert here on earth, I look forward to meeting her one day in heaven.
We were on a rafting trip down the DesChutes River one hot August afternoon. We were having an exhilarating time riding the rapids, not minding getting wet.
Dogs can steal your heart and when they're gone, we're sad. There is One--the Creator and Savior--who is always present and whom we can go to anytime.
The Spirit was with me in my darkest hours.
I love white dogwood blossoms. When I lived in a parsonage, right next door to the church where my father was a pastor, there were many old fashioned trees and shrubs planted between the house and the church. Deep rose colored camellias, a snow ball bush, pink hawthorn. My favorite was the tall, stately white [...]
This week, I was driving along a busy street, thinking about what I'd do when I got home. I glanced out to my left and remembered what used to be there. We live in the east part of our city where a lot of growth is taking place. Where once an airport sat with the [...]
Just yesterday, when I was with my hairdresser, we had a conversation about aging. I said I didn't like saying what my exact age was because usually, I hear the remark, "You don't look that old for your age!"
So what does that have to do with my crash into a thorny bush? A For me, a reminder of a teensy taste of what Jesus did for us. He didn't have to, but he loved us so much he allowed it to happen.