It is Well With my Soul

It is Well With my Soul

And it is a  lie, a frontal attack, bold and ugly, going straight for my mind.  Isn’t that the first target in all battles –the information center? And, sometimes, our thoughts are no match for God’s thoughts toward us. Driving down the road my mind is wrestling...
The Night I Stopped Fear

The Night I Stopped Fear

I have never blogged about my past.  I rarely talk about it any more because there is forgiveness where wounds seemed terminal, but, life now abounds.  But fear was an enemy greater than any enemy of flesh and blood could ever be.  Some of you have asked, so here is a...
How to Pray without Ceasing

How to Pray without Ceasing

Driving down the road  to the lake house, I past a row of houses with their linen white, and hanging from cords drawn tightly between metal poles, and I remember those days.   Days of carrying wicker basket heavy with wet clothing and a young baby on top, to the...

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