Lord, You are the light in my darkness, my constant refuge who changes not — I love to sing Your praises and tell of Your faithfulness. I ask that You keep my footsteps within Your beacon of light as I take each step into my tomorrows. Open my ears to hear Your voice clearly. I’m trusting You to make the crooked places straight again, the broken places whole.Read More
I pulled the collar of my jacket a little tighter and steered Blue onward. Sometimes a pilgrim just has to press in, keep one foot stepping in front of the other, and move forward. Even when it’s difficult. Even when the wind from an impending storm is smacking you in the face.Read More
Lord, I can hear You calling, feel You nudging, tapping my shoulder to turn and face You and fall into Your open arms. You want me to rest in You, to conquer the anxiety pounding in my heart — the depression that stifles and isolates me.
You want me to stand still, be still, cease striving, and watch as You part the waters that I must pass through.Read More
Do I live my life with arms outstretched and heart thrust forward for those around me who need to know the Savior’s love and grace? Am I willing to lay down my life — my wants, my desires, and my dreams — because the Lord God of heaven and earth has asked me to?
Some days I struggle.Read More
Tears began to flow like the river below. Hands raised in sweet surrender, hearts yielding to the gentle whispers of the Holy Spirit bidding us to come. One by one rocks were released. I watched as mine hit the water. It broke the surface and then the water came up and over to symbolically consume the burden of my heart.Read More
You are the potter. We are the clay. We all fit into Your eternal plan. Our gifts and talents, our personalities with their weaknesses and strengths all fit into Your plan … because You chose us for such a time as this. Awaken our hearts to realize this, Lord, and to walk with courage into Your purposes.Read More
The sound of many pages turning filled the sanctuary. I love that sound. Somehow it feels like glue — a connector piece binding my church family together as one, each of us on our own journey, with our own joys and sorrows, trials and difficulties, yet each of us grasping for Jesus, clinging to hope.Read More