Determined to ask a question that few have asked, I ask with reverence, “Who is Your best friend God?” It’s not an easy question to ask with reverence, so when does that part come in? Sorry, “What do you look for in a best friend?” Better, but now it’s not an easy question to answer. …
Hosanna of Humility;Â A Michtam of Gary. Why do you desire my words, And the sounds of my groaning? In my peace; I am greatly moved. Life is given in great abundance. Though my soul is cast off, I can reason that God Is. He stands here at the ready, And in all things is …
Icy glares and cold lit stares. Fall on walls in even glares. Beneath the flames of energy, A time has come for you and me. The silence opens and splits the night, The calling is the heavenâs blight. Satan rocks the icy grave, Where door of death gave way to save. Christâs victory has spoken …
Imagine, if you would, you just walked in on the conversation God was having with me the other night.  I was discouraged, but God wasnât having it.  Every time He would compliment me, I had my reasons on why that couldnât be the Holy Spirit.  âGod would never feel that way about me,â I thought.  âHeâs much too perfect.â …
When people put us down and denigrate us, it disparages the truth. But, if we dwell in purity, we can see God. When we walk in truth, we see truth. Yet without faith, it is impossible to please God. What can’t God do? It is in our sinful nature to put ourselves down and to …
To the Chief Musician. A Hosanna of Justification. When I was near death. Leave the armory intact, For the LORD has met for battle. Leave Him to contend, for the LORD is my rock. His eyes go to and fro, Looking for those who stand. But the buttresses have decayed, And the castle walls have …
Life is like sitting in a room waiting to interview for a job promotion. Some people worry incessantly about whatâs going to happen, others are resigned to leaving it in Godâs hands. If youâre smart youâll say some prayers to calm your nerves. There are magazines and a TV on the wall to distract you …
My voice can get lost underneath the weight of the world. The rigamarole that life affords begs for silence, even stillness if we are able to express the intentions of our struggles with God. How we hear God respond denies the assets that this world affords and all the noise that goes along with it. …
âI see,â I said. I thought back to some earlier lessons that God had been teaching me throughout the week. I would get up and sigh. I would ache and grunt. I would stretch and roll my eyes. He told me that I shouldn’t trade my peace for an inner struggle that was only worth …