God, the Author and Finisher of our faith, has given each of us a role to play and part of life is discovering what that role is. For some reason, we think our role should be clear right from the start. Like Joseph, we launch forward to fulfill our dreams (Genesis 37:12-28). We imagine that if we only follow the script (the rules), the applause will thunder in our ears.Read More
Tears filled my eyes as I watched the smiling bride stand next to her groom. During the ten years that I have known her, I have never seen her so radiantly happy. The protective groom stood a foot taller. He tenderly brushed a wisp of hair out of her eyes as they gazed at each other. I watched, mesmerized. As the groom stroked her hand, they listened to the pastor’s words affirming their commitment to each other. I had the sense this union had already gone through some fires of testing and had come out strong. No doubt the testing will continue. I felt the Lord say to me, “This is a glimpse of Father God’s love and Jesus’ love for His bride.
Battered by the unhappy circumstances and disappointments of life, it is easy to fall into a trap, thinking such a love isn’t possible on this side of the Cross or worse yet – that God could never love us if He knew all the things we’ve done…or haven’t done.
It’s not too late. Jesus says, “I am waiting for you.” Jesus WANTS a relationship with me and with you. If you already know Him, He wants you to come closer.
“Therefore, behold, I will allure her, and bring her into the wilderness, and speak tenderly to her…and in that day, says the Lord, you will call me, ‘My husband’” (Hosea 2:14, 16).
Traveling by train, you never know who your bunk mate will be cross or above you, but you are guaranteed to meet some interesting people. Recently, I bunked across from a beautiful young lady who had won a national beauty contest...and then there was the time an older gentleman proposed to me...Read More
Dear All, we know God does not make mistakes, but sometimes I need to be reminded. For my flight from Amsterdam to Portland, Oregon last fall, I requested an aisle seat. I hate crawling over people when I need to stretch my legs. When I boarded the plane, my seat location was the second toward the middle of a four-seat section. I felt cramped and claustrophobic. After everyone boarded, the aisle behind me was vacant so I was able to move. The lady next to me was from Ukraine...Read More
We had a lot of thunder and lightning storms this past fall. Every time I heard a crashing noise, I said to myself, "God is moving furniture again." Then I wonder: Is He rearranging the universe? Is He hanging curtains of mercy over wounded war refugees? Is He stripping wallpaper off some nations and...Read More