My soul clings to you,Your right hand upholds me.
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There she stood clothed, yet naked Before Him who looked into her heart. Fire and judgment stirred relentlessly And searched . . . She looked into His eyes and saw…
There she stood clothed, yet naked Before Him who looked into her heart. Fire and judgment stirred relentlessly And searched . . . She looked into His eyes and saw…
Letter to a friend discussing whether Jesus is the only way Thank you, for your response. I appreciate that you are open and willing to discuss things, even hard things…
When I was overseas, I was told what to expect about the culture I was entering. Although it was helpful, what I heard was from the perspective of an outsider,…
I listened as a man told a story on the radio about him and his wife on their honeymoon. His wife had just gotten out of the shower in the…
A letter written to my sister several years ago True revival is a sovereign act of God in which He moves and acts in the hearts of His people to…
Sometimes our paths are cloudy, and we can’t see what is ahead of us. And sometimes the ground trembles. It is in these times that the words of the scripture…
What hour did Jesus die? Mark and John seem to give two different hours for the death of Jesus. “And it was the third hour when they crucified him.” (Mark…
A letter written to a friend You alluded to the verse “And we know that for those who love God all things work together for good, for those who are…
When I see the druggie, the alcoholic, the murderer, the person who is down and out, the person steeped in sexual immorality, the racist, the poor, the homeless, the sick,…
Adaptation of an earlier poem There she stood clothed, yet nakedBefore Him who looked into herheart.Fire and judgment stirred relentlesslyAnd searched . . . She looked into His eyes and…