Encouragement for the Writer in You
It is hard to believe that this is my 100th blog. Wherever and however we have connected, know that my heart is full of gratitude for your willingness to read, to comment, and to share these writings over the last ten years.
Integral to this journey of encouragement has been my life verse: "The Sovereign Lord has given me . . .
An Unexpected Gem of Encouragement
I am grateful for apps on your phone that allow you to not only read Scripture but also to hear it spoken out loud. Recently while listening to the Book of Job, a verse captured my attention. After walking with Job through traumatic loss, Eliphaz offers an extraordinary gift of affirmation. “You yourself have done this plenty of . . .
Watching, Seeing, and Encouraging
One of the activities I have enjoyed over the last 29 years is choir rehearsal. Week in and week out, I have been privileged to spend time with passionate people who not only are diligent to learn notes, rhythms, and mechanics of singing, but also are eager to discover attributes of God reflected in the text of the songs we sing.
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"Hey, can you hold the door for Me?"
Not too long ago, my wife and I drove to a place to which we had never been. A sense of uneasiness crept in as unanticipated traffic slowly drained the surplus time before our scheduled appointment. The stress increased when our GPS unashamedly proclaimed, “you have arrived” when we clearly had not. Trying to maximize our . . .
“For as the waters fill the sea, the earth will be filled with an awareness of the glory of the Lord” [Habakkuk 2:14 NLT]
One of the cries of my heart is that God would reveal and demonstrate His glory in and through me. As I interact with people, I want them to become aware of the glory of the Lord. Why? . . .
Stir-crazy after a significant snowfall kept us home-bound for two days, I decided to venture out to uncover our cars. Clearing a path from the porch to the driveway, I then began to push the snow off the cars and shovel it into the yard. While I worked my way to the street, my wife alerted me to the fact that our dog, Sophie, was peering . . .