“Has God indeed said, ‘You shall not eat of every tree of the garden’?” Gen 3:1
Satan wants to cast doubt into your mind. He wants you to doubt your worth to God, Continue reading
“Has God indeed said, ‘You shall not eat of every tree of the garden’?” Gen 3:1
Satan wants to cast doubt into your mind. He wants you to doubt your worth to God, Continue reading
If you could have anything in the world what would it be?
Would you ask for something for yourself or something to benefit everyone? Would it be for your family or your community? Continue reading
Love of my life!
Soul-mate!
Can’t live without you!
My one and only! Continue reading
I met volunteer yesterday at Shareathon, which is a fundraiser for the radio station where I work. Many volunteers help with answering the phones, praying, hospitality and cleaning up. Continue reading
I don’t like conflict. Indeed, the thought of it causes me to become physically ill. Or, more likely, the anxiety of it causes my illness. (Yes, be anxious for nothing… I know)
Like you I want peace in my life. Continue reading
On the last Sunday of a month we decided to have a singing/band practice. This gives members in our church an opportunity to practice any special music for the coming month and it gives the praise band some time to play together. Continue reading
I discovered that Christians worry about really trivial things. Sometimes we stick our nose where it belongs but keep it there for way too long.
It’s okay to look at other churches.
It’s fine to glimpse at another ministry. Continue reading
The word of God still does what it should do.
It is written,
For the word of God is living and powerful, Continue reading
Last time I looked at the spreading of the Gospel to the nations.
With the preaching of God’s word always comes the chance of change. All it take s is someone to alter the pure message of the Bible. Continue reading
My daughter has gotten my wife into essential oils. I’m hooked too.
Every night Linda has a diffuser going with a few drops of lavender, Continue reading