Life Is a Sherbet Sky

In our hurried day, we rarely capture the time to examine life. We have appointments to keep, bills to pay… a constant hustling from dawn to dusk. But I love to watch a campfire glowing as evening arrives over the treetops. The dark of night glows a sherbet sky. The silhouette of the trees makes a perfect outline against the impending darkness.

I thank God for my beautiful life, though sometimes it’s been tough. Having scuffles with Satan trying to alter my direction, I always seem to return to my point of center. I wish everyone knew God is the center of life.

Every day it seems a calamity of things needs changing in our world. In my prayerful mind, I know God reigns control of events. Life remains so viable… a splendorous touch between myself and the Holy Spirit. Some say it’s paranormal, but being one with my Maker is a resounding joy. I cherish the majestic evenings when I can sit outside and enjoy the fruits of my endeavors!

But seek first the kingdom of God and his righteousness, and all these things will be added to you.  Matthew 6:33

We often take life for granted until God teaches us its worth. Within a kiss, a hug, or maybe a sherbet sky, lie those precious, irreplaceable moments. All those family members who we wish were closer, or still, with us, are times gone forever. We’ve paved our road to the heavenly Father.

Life… what beautiful memories and a wonderful dream! The sherbet sky fills the imagination as God gives all mankind the right to survive in His name. Our almighty Lord and Creator is life. Never doubt or deny His existence, for, without Him, life on earth would be a black hole.

Praise God on this day for the sun rises, shining on our daily dreams. As sure as He exists, it will set tonight, and the heavens will look like the break of dawn. Life is a beautiful sherbet sky when the Lord and I can share it with you.

We know also that the Son of God has come and has given us understanding, so that we may know him who is true. And we are in him who is true by being in his Son Jesus Christ. He is the true God and eternal life. 1 John 5:20 (NIV)


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God’s Glorious Creation

Women are God’s glorious creation who fit perfectly into His grand plan. She expands His temple by giving birth and training her family to live adult, productive lives. How incredibly valuable mothers are to the Lord! But this nurturing reality didn’t exist for women in biblical times.

When God created Adam and Eve, he gave them equal reign of the earth. But as the forbidden fruit was eaten, so too, was the woman’s rights to help dominate the land. As the Judaism religion developed, they overplayed this scene – women had no rights. Their primary purpose in life was to give birth, raise children in the Jewish faith, and attend to all the needs within the home and for her husband. She was never to be seen outside socializing with others, nor within the temple walls.

However, under Mosaic Law, Israeli women enjoyed an honorable status, and men recognized their rights. Though husbands were head of the household, the wife could freely express her religion and work a job.

So, who made the world change their view of women? Jesus loved the female genus, and He highly respected them. He healed their ailments, allowed them to travel with Him, and made disciples of a few. To express their importance to Jesus, He even chose a woman to bear witness to his resurrection (Mary Magdalene).

Proverbs 31: 25-30 expresses God’s deep love for mothers:

God also gave guidelines to husbands and children:

“Honor your marriage; keep it pure by remaining true to your wife in every way.” Hebrews 13:4

“Husbands, in the same way be considerate as you live with your wives, and treat them with respect…” 1 Peter 3:7

“My son, keep your father’s commandment, and forsake not your mother’s teaching.” Proverbs 6:20

Mothers mold their offspring with love and integrity. In moments of illness, strife, or despair, their children remain foremost in their thoughts. They adorn their families with our lasting memories. Mothers, the Lord chose YOU to rear His creations and to love them as you love His Word. You are truly a gift.

To all the mothers who grow God’s kingdom, may you have a blessed and Happy Mother’s Day! Know you are so special and loved!

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House of Prayer

The bobbing little heads are so thankful to see me this morning. They’re grateful for the seed I throw their way. It is amazing they know it’s safe to fly out of the trees and eat, so long as I am there. Perhaps I am… a house of prayer for all my feathered fowl.

In my house of prayer, my humbled heart guides my conscience. I cannot list the blessed gifts God sent my wife and me in our short few years of marriage. But many people are not so fortunate…

Some families lost their finances, especially over the past few weeks. Others gambled their money, and even life savings, instead of reading the laws of God. In a Christian’s house of prayer, the Bible dictates this distinction:

Many abodes are filled with “prized possessions” from floor to ceiling. We can witness this sad condition on TV, such as “Hoarding: Buried Alive” and even “American Pickers.” Or, shoppers fill their carts with unnecessary items after each paycheck to fill a void in their heart. I must ask, “How can you love two Gods if you are a true Christian?” This ill-fated, psychological condition promotes money and the love of physical items. In this house of prayer, the Bible states:

We can easily find the standard salary of clergymen on the internet. It is far below the national average income. But some televangelists, who I call “false prophets,” steal from the poor to live in their dynasty. They build multi-million dollar lifestyles, believing they can buy into heaven’s gates. In their masonry house of prayer, the frigid winds blow through the cracks and crevices.

So, what kind of house of prayer is your residence? Is your home blessed, or does Satan appear to send signals of acceptable sin? If Jesus walked in your house today, would He feel the warmth of love and graciousness? Could He easily place His hands on your Bible?

Just like the little feeding birds, they eat only enough to fill their bodies. They, too, come to me for comfort. We should turn to God for life’s blessings. Share your bread, for it is His will you are supplied with His love, including the little birds that feed in your backyard.

I pray your life and home is a sanctuary, filled with God’s blessings and love. Be content with your basic needs being met and avoid materialism. It is only the flesh that yearns for the security of money. Our wealth belongs to God – and it’s a gift. Make Him first in your life. Only faith, prayer, and your walk in the light of God will bring you to His house of prayer.



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Looking for Love

Many Christians are searching for love – that perfect woman or man with all the right qualities. Adam and Eve loved each other from the beginning. Isaac and Rebekah never met each other before they were married, yet their love spread throughout the years. Joseph and Mary, and Boaz and Ruth remained love stories of the generations.

Do you know what all these biblical couples all had in common? They chose a spouse from among God’s people. Our choice in a mate shouldn’t be random nor taken lightly. The decision to love someone forever is a holy covenant. When we share the same faith with a spouse, Christ will strengthen your commitment to each other, better serving Him.

But for Christians who are still looking for the perfect somebody, God is working on you! He is planning your future. Perhaps He is building a transforming love for Him or preparing you for a future spouse. Use your talents and resources to serve God’s calling, and in His ever perfect timing, the pieces will fall into place.

If you are single on this day of romance, Valentine’s Day, do not be sad. Celebrate the love of God, your parents, children, or the love of your neighbors. Open your heart to the Holy Spirit and change your life with His gifts.

In The Spirit

So often we look over the obvious and miss the big picture in life. We become wrapped up in living for the moment and cannot see the signs. Let me connect some dots and bring you the wisdom God revealed to me today about being in the spirit. Do you think this may not apply to you? Think again, for it applies to everyone who walks the earth.

Have you ever watched four or five-year-old children put their little hands over their hearts and fumble through the Pledge of Allegiance? How adorable this is to witness! As they grow, they find other activities to cultivate their minds, such as Cub Scouts, Brownies, and sporting activities. They are living… in the spirit of competitiveness and good citizenship.

Some mature young men and women take an oath to defend our country. Do you know why? They are entrenched… in the spirit of preservation, duty, and honor.

Doctors and nurses work endless hours hustling and bustling among patients. Their high energy is formidable and do you know why? For the love of people… they live in the spirit of caring.

Christmas is a wonderful time to give to others. This past holiday season, the Saturday before Christmas, was the largest shopping day in history. Why? Because shoppers were in the spirit… the love of family and friends.

Let’s take a second and think about the thirteen men who, in 1787, wrote the guidelines of the U.S. Constitution. They were not making a grocery list; in deep Christian faith, they carried their pens and drafted this American historical document. Only five men had a formal education, so how could they skillfully devise a draft to protect a nation for years to come? Our founding fathers were in the spirit… their beliefs led them to write collectively and defend the principles of God’s chosen people. Ironically, other than adding the Bill of Rights, it has never been changed or contested.

Now, I’ll turn my thoughts to the greatest book ever put together, the Bible. Some of it was written five hundred years before Christ, such as the Book of Job. Other books were written during Jesus’ life of thirty-three years on earth and before His crucifixion. But most of the Bible was written many years after His death. Who were these scholars of great wisdom? Who was on their Board of Education and honored them with a Ph.D. to write these sacred and everlasting scriptures? The Bible was written in the spirit… mostly men, but also by some women in love with the Holy Spirit and His greatness. God divinely visited them and ordered their thoughts to be placed in writing for future generations. Spiritually grounded to Jesus Christ, they endured the wrath of all those who did not believe in our Savior. Those who could write did so… in the spirit.

Paul, the Apostle (or Saul from Tarsus), never met Jesus while He was alive, but God’s spirit confronted him on the road to Damascus. As a result, Paul wrote almost half the New Testament, and with no education. He was in the spirit… so, God gave him the strength and guidance to deliver His Word throughout the land.

Conversion of Paul, the Apostle courtesy of Sweet Publishing/Freebibleimages.org

Every one of us can be in the spirit. Life is a journey, and we must follow God’s lead when He gives us a nudge. We will become the bearer of the Holy Spirit’s fruit if we pay attention to the signs.

I look back on my own spiritual walk. God awakened me in the middle of the night and told me to write His messages. I challenged His request but in the spirit… my award-winning book, “There in God’s Grace,” graced every brick-and-mortar store. My strong Christian beliefs led me on a path I can never deny.

Those who walk in the Spirit are united with Christ. Do you have the spirit too? It will fill you with thankfulness, joy, and a life of righteousness. Trust this promise!

“But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, forbearance, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law. Those who belong to Christ Jesus have crucified the flesh with its passions and desires. Since we live by the Spirit, let us keep in step with the Spirit.”

Galatians 5:22-25


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Eve

The festive season is over and a new year launches our homage. But outside my castle lies a moat where defense lines conquer nothing. Blown away in the warm offshore winds are the battle lines drawn in the sand. The swells of threats and betrayals swallow the shoreline. Glaring editorials make one wonder if life is worth living. But it’s the eve of a new beginning…

I pray, as morning arrives, for it’s the start of a new day. Though some may pass on in the light of this bright sunny morning, the Lord shall exonerate the living. Are we to judge if a leafless tree is dead or not, or shall we give praise and walk on in the eve of everlasting life?

I listen to the blustery winds swirling through the air. Little lives when nature goes into hibernation. But look… what’s that? Is that a pink bud, perhaps? I suddenly realize it is the eve of life! In the dead of winter, God anointed me with a Camellia flower about to open its delicate petals. No matter how destitute life looks, you see, God is always on the eve of greatness. Patience for me is next to impossible, so I, too, must wait to see the flower bloom.

It’s the eve of another morning. I’ve witnessed two days of torrential rain. God’s light, though, is in a horizontal shaped rainbow, which tells me His reign is never-ending. Life with Him and through Him will eternally mystify the mind. Every day you’ll be introduced to some kind of eve. Opportunities will open doors for those who feel stagnant, and faith will bring a light on the eve of darkness.

To Christians, eve is defined as a darkness that started in the Book of Genesis. Eve, however, is the beginning of life in God’s realm, just as the eve of “Christ-mass,” Jesus’ birth. We do not celebrate the eve of Easter for there is life in the everlasting love of Jesus Christ. Let Jesus begin to recreate your life this year, for it’s the eve of a season with new beginnings!

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Anxiously waiting

I am anxiously waiting;
Who is waiting like me;
Are you anxiously waiting?
I am anxiously waiting
For my Lord and king;
Born 2000 years ago, plus;
In Bethlehem;
His birthday we celebrate
Come Dec. 25, every year;
We call it Christmas Day;
And each time it comes,
We are happy;
And to one another we say
“Happy Christmas!”;
Hence, you see me
Anxiously waiting.
And excitement fills the air.
All the world moved
By the birth of one man,
Jesus Christ.
Happy Christmas to you!
A very happy Christmas all!
Even though still waiting.

The Carols Heralding

Many enjoy our words of faith and enduring inspiration; however, not all of my life is colorful as the fall. But, this is not about those I’ve turned over to God in prayer, but the joyful ending of God’s faithfulness. The holiday season is fast approaching, and I won’t focus on the ugly parts of life, but the joy of Thanksgiving.

Thanks be to God ~ the carols heralding!

Living in a state of humility and reverence, I find myself so thankful for answered prayers. The summer winds turned to the north, and the foliage of forests turned harvest colors. It’s time to lie down arms, repent, and comfort those we might forget this past year.

Thanks be to God ~ the carols heralding!

Yes, it’s time to rejoice! Give praise to our almighty Father for our many Thanksgiving blessings. Join hands to commemorate the peace and love we’ve found in each other. It’s not just the pilgrims landing anymore. Our sovereignty, through God, our Father, blessed the table we partake this past year.

Thanks be to God ~ the carols heralding!

I so often return to the words my wise dad spoke, “count your blessings, not your problems.” I welcome you to share this thought on Thanksgiving. Lay aside the differences, if only for one day, and thank God for your life. Count your many blessings and be thankful. We fill every day with memorable moments.

Thanks be to God ~ the carols heralding!

As for my family and I, this year’s Thanksgiving Day holds a significant meaning. It falls on the twenty-eighth, which was my Dad’s birthday, and I commemorate him in heaven. It was also my parent’s wedding anniversary. Married in 1958, I bet they picked this day so my dad would never forget their anniversary. Only one person knows their story for sure, and he’ll never tell… or will you, Uncle Bill?

Thanks be to God ~ the carols heralding!


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Autumn in October

A silence resonates from heaven as Christ fills the voids deep inside my soul. I see the troubled storm clouds approaching, and they make not a sound. A busy world persists, running in circles, but I keep an eye on the sky, for only my God do I wait.

Standing at the edge of a great canyon where extinction begins, and life ever after looks like a desert floor, I harbor the love Christ sends me. Within His peace, windows open with new opportunities. The canyon is far and wide, and in times of adventure, it seems an impossible crossing. For some, it’s a quest, but for others, it’s a stepping stone to enter eternity and be with Him.

I bundle my love and faith and wear it as a code of honor. It’s autumn in October… seasons change, and life emerges with new horizons. The sun salutes the night watchman, and I bid farewell to another night. God, in his miraculous way, restrains the spiritually encountering distance. His quiet voice calls, and I must be patient. It’s autumn in October, and the hour grows nearer.

Seeking my own passage, I step lightly on the ledge of fate. The rocks are jagged and sharp, and death is just a slip away. But God watches over me with a promissory note I pledged to Him. The canyons divulge how minute I am as I step out where courage calls.

In the autumn of life, the Lord’s love is upon me. He gathers His herd of humanity for a voyage to explore the canyon walls of life. The fiery nights beacon October, and it quenches our thirst and hearts. Please, Father, turn the desert floor into meandering waters. The quests are over – some I failed, but some I conquered by Your blessings.

It’s autumn in October, and a new child is born. Goodbyes of another life are hard. Still, a new life is always on the horizon, for as one door closes, another is born again.

Another adventure, another voyage as the pride of time, sets my course upon another mission. Only God will bridge the heavens as I wait at the ledge of the canyon walls. I built my caves… now it’s time to surrender. The slope is deep, but it is in God’s hands to bestow the faith as He calls me home.

Love is filled with memories, in yet another autumn in October. The mystical canyon mourns, and the life which once prospered refrains in the setting sun. The shadows long for God’s calling… come home with Me when you’re ready.


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