Posted by admin on July 20th, 2010 |
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“Jesus,” she whispers. It’s not the beginning of a prayer. It’s the whole thing. She whispers again, “Jesus.”
The room is cold. The matt she is lying on is thin. She pulls the threadbare blanket up under her chin, hugs her knees to her chest, and smiles. Oh, she is rich!
“How can someone so small be given such a gift?” she wonders. Think of it! Queens have only pretty rags. Princes have only tasty crumbs. But she – a little liebling whom no one will ever notice – owns the world with one word.
“Jesus.”
Cherie D
faithfulness . Fathers love . hope . weakness . whole
Posted by admin on July 6th, 2010 |
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Once upon a time Jack and Diane went down separate paths. One walked a narrow path and one took a wide path. As life would have it they found folks to love, children to raise and shared life. Through the storms of life and the wounds and brokenness, their marriages were well on to death before they ended. Broken dreams and vows that as a matter of life blew away in the wind of time like the dust in a hot prairie wind. READ MORE
brokenness . Fathers love . guilt . Healing . hope . restoration . shame
Posted by admin on June 16th, 2010 |
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I received this email the other day, from someone very close to me. She works in the medical field, and after 41 years working with sick people, and all the many problems that go with that, it’s really starting to get to her. The following is the very short, and distressing email, followed by my response.
” I am tired of having to Smile and be Strong, and that is that. ”
I hear you, and I am sorry that you have to endure it. God must have a really good reason for it in your life. Ask Him to share it with you. You’d be amazed how it feels to have the God of the Universe kneel down beside one of His children and share stuff with them. You just want to jump and sing and shout. This because you have heard something important from Him, not because your still frustrated.
Rick
comfort . encouragement . Fathers love . friendship . Gods affection
Posted by admin on June 1st, 2010 |
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Oh, how he loves cowards! How he is drawn to them. Irresistibly. They are his favorites. Those who sit in corners at parties. Those who try to look like they don’t mind being alone. Those who would rather be at home. Those who simply stay away.
Oh how he loves cowards! The ones who can’t look up. Those who mumble and shuffle and swallow hard. Those who think of the right thing to say after everyone has left. Those who promise READ MORE
Fathers love . Gods affection . weakness
Posted by admin on May 27th, 2010 |
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When I was a child I used to think that God’s love was conditional upon my being good enough. Today I have learned otherwise. As I have grown and struggled along with the knowledge that I will always fall short of even my own expectations that I set for myself, I now know that I am still accepted in the beloved. Meaning, God loves me in spite of how despicable I may see myself.
I can still remember when I first had this revelation of God’s unconditional love towards me. It was an “ah-ha moment” because I just didn’t expect it. I was in such a READ MORE
faithfulness . Fathers love . freedom . Gods affection . Healing . hope
Posted by admin on May 17th, 2010 |
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The last couple years my life as a Christ follower have taken a Big turn. I know this might sound dramatic, but it’s not. It has been a little by little change. It started after I was awakened to some new paradigms concerning God’s Love and Grace. These were things that I had learned early on as a new Christian, back in May of 1974. It’s hard for me to fathom, that I had to come all the way back to the beginning to find what I was looking for. READ MORE
faithfulness . Fathers love . Gods affection . growth . Healing . longing
Posted by admin on May 3rd, 2010 |
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Daddy I’m sitting on Your foot Holding on Your leg, sure is fun When we play, You always have time! You trip and fall, we wrestle In the grass, I shriek with glee As You tickle me! We rest under a tree, my head On Your knee, running Your fingers Through my hair. I love You Daddy, I worship You! Our hearts become one, I love You Lord! You are my God, there is no other!
David R
adoration . Fathers love . Gods affection . play . tenderness