Unbranded cattle in the early days of ranching were often nabbed by rustlers and burned with the mark of whoever caught them. Sounds like something that could happen to people with no direction or focus. After all, we do have an enemy that shoots fiery darts.
This blog and my website will soon share the same address and a new look, but everything is currently being rounded up. I hope to see you soon. And I hope you’ll like what you find when you check back in. Until then … Blessings!
Persist. Persevere. Overcome. Don’t give up. Don’t give in. Hang on. Tired yet? Just looking at those terms wears me out, yet without struggle there is no victory. My literary agent, Linda Glaz, understands this principle on a couple of different levels, and today she shares her
In light of Memorial Day, my last blog post referenced several biblical comments on remembering—how important it is, how honoring, even humbling. But during the research for that post, I also noticed God’s forgetfulness. God forgetful? Yes, He is forgetful. By choice. The Old Testament prophet Jeremiah
Remembering: It’s a worthy act when we stop to partake with grace. When we remember those before us who cleared the road ahead or laid the foundations or laid down their lives. Out of curiosity I looked up the word remember in a Bible reference and found
How do these Canada goslings know what to do? Are mom and dad standing on the log squawking out orders like the famous insurance mascot duck? Of course not. Those furry little balls are simply doing what they see the grownups doing. The elders are showing, not
A woman from church recently encouraged me that God had equipped me to accomplish certain tasks that lie ahead. Her words were “apples of gold in settings of silver” – exactly what I needed to hear. I munched on that golden apple, relishing the taste of knowing
“Pursue Me,” the Lord whispered in my heart. Considering this call, I remembered that we humans tend to follow our eyes. We are drawn toward the object of our viewing, hence the great care and money advertisers put into visual imagery. I wondered, has the Lord not
When I was a youngster, school officials dismissed classes early on Good Friday—the Friday before Easter Sunday—so families could attend church services commemorating the crucifixion of Christ. Easter vacation usually came the following week. Today that vacation time is called spring break and we never hear the
God still takes my breath away. “Let the morning bring me word of Your unfailing love, For I have put my trust in you.” –Psalm 143:8
The graceful lines of a beautiful pitcher draw me like a thirsty soul to a bubbling spring. Several styles in various colors top my kitchen cabinetry. Hand-thrown pottery is my favorite, and rare mugs sometimes squeeze into the line-up with their hearty handles and heavy weight. But
Ever feel like you need a hug from God? I do. Sometimes I just want to crawl up on His lap, lay my head on His chest and listen to the beat of His heart. I believe we can do that. “But that’s not productive,” you say.
POV—point of view—is critical to a writer. As he creates his story, he must decide from whose point of view a scene will be described. Whose head will the reader be in during a chase, an argument, a conversation, or a tender moment? It’s all about perspective.
Robert Frost wrote of two roads diverging in a yellow wood. His famous poem “The Road Not Taken” speaks to choices we all face. Jesus addressed the same issue, telling of a broad way and a narrow way. The narrow road leads to life, He said, “and
Look closely at this photograph. Exactly in the center, just to the right of the tree. See it? I’m not a smiley-face kind of person, but this one caught me by surprise one snowy morning last week. In the middle of my work on a novel set