I stood beneath the pine grove at the crest of the hill. Autumn leaves shimmied on the wings of the wind. Floating. Twirling. Submitting to the authority of the breeze.
Storm clouds pressed eastward leaving an October indigo sky in its wake.
Read More
I stood beneath the pine grove at the crest of the hill. Autumn leaves shimmied on the wings of the wind. Floating. Twirling. Submitting to the authority of the breeze.
Storm clouds pressed eastward leaving an October indigo sky in its wake.
I closed my eyes.
Read More
“All we are is dust in the wind …”
The lyrics drifted through my mind as the four-part harmony rose and fell into beautiful melody. All afternoon the tune from my teenage years replayed in my thoughts.
I decided to find it on youtube and explore the lyrics. Never before had I realized what a song of hopelessness Dust in The Wind is!
I began to pray and ask the Lord why He had drawn me to this song, especially in the midst of very difficult, chaotic days — why point me to hopelessness?
But then I realized something profound and I can’t wait to share it with you.
Read More
Blue Ridge Mountains Christian Writers Conference
Learn to be fully aware of the Lord's presence in your life with my new resource,