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Encouragement for every season of lifeKing of Hearts, Part III
When Jesus is the King of Hearts—-it really is a wonderful life.
Love and Marriage (and Turkey)
Billy Graham’s lovely wife, Ruth, once said; ” I don’t believe in divorce—-but I have considered murder.”
Love and Marriage (and Turkey), Part II
Billy Graham’s wife, Ruth, once said; “I don’t believe in divorce—but I have considered murder.”
American Beauty?
Who’s to say that what is wrong for me is wrong for you? Nobody. Unless of course, you claim to love God with all your heart mind and soul. If that is the case, the whole subject of entertainment and recreation gets a lot more complicated. Check your Bible…
American Beauty? (Part II)
With or without kids in the house, those of us who have the conviction to emulate God must have a higher standard than the czars and slaves of pop-culture.
A Moonlit Memory, Part 1
I had gone on the cruise anticipating the long walks on the beach, the sun drenched days and the starry nights. Little did I know that my sweetest encounter with Christ on that cruise ship would be through a 73 year old woman who had weathered many storms.
A Moonlit Memory – Part II
I had gone on the cruise anticipating the long walks on the beach, the sun drenched days and the starry nights. Little did I know that my sweetest encounter with Christ on that cruise ship would be through a 73 year old woman who had weathered many storms.
A Moonlit Memory – Part III
I had gone on the cruise anticipating the long walks on the beach, the sun drenched days and the starry nights. Little did I know that my sweetest encounter with Christ on that cruise ship would be through a 73 year old woman who had weathered many storms.
A Bad Hair Day – Part II
I don’t know what I was thinking, but then again, that’s a fairly common occurrence in my forty fifth year on the planet. I suppose I was thinking that it would all go smoothly—that I wouldn’t run into anyone I know—that I could make it back in fifteen minutes. Wrong, wrong, wrong…
A Bad Hair Day – Part III
I don’t know what I was thinking, but then again, that’s a fairly common occurrence
in my forty fifth year on the planet. I suppose I was thinking that it would all go smoothly—that I wouldn’t run into anyone I know—that I could make it back in fifteen minutes. Wrong, wrong, wrong…
