Grace: the intersection between The Creator and the created

Grace is the intersection where Creator and created meet to form an intimate and holy relationship allowing the created to walk in the image of the Creator, and that in doing so the Creator’s love shines through the created bringing light to a darkened world. Faith is the hope of the created in the Creator that secures this belief: along the path, regardless of what remains unseen and whatever may lie...

slowly, with wonder

  You have said, “Seek my face.” My heart says to you, “Your face, Lord, do I seek.” Psalm 27:8 esv   I am a slow thinker, a slow writer, certainly a slow task completer. I linger over problems, dwell in my thoughts, sometimes just up and disappear so I can exist in silence, so I can hear God whisper. I do not know why God instilled this in me, this becoming overwhelmed, this getting lost in...

The Beginnings of Faith and Trust

Be sober, be watchful. Your adversary, the devil, prowls around like a roaring lion, seeking someone to devour. Resist him, firm in your faith.  ~ I Peter 5:8-9a It is 2a.m.. Voluminous clouds ride the wind’s breath low across the treetops. Bare branches reach into the midnight sky.  There is a beauty in the surreality of these moments where I exist alone.  Shadows create a world of possibilities from the...

A Garden of Prayer

Prayer is like a garden.  Tend it and it will be fruitful.  ~ Elf Help Book, Prayer Therapy by Keith McClellan And Jabez called on the God of Israel saying, “Oh, that You would bless me indeed, and enlarge my territory, that Your hand would be with me, and that You would keep me from evil, that I may not cause pain!” So God granted him what he requested. ~ I Chronicles 4:10 nkjv My prayer life is...


For we are all His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand that we should walk in them. ~ Ephesians 2:10 We have some friends that live two doors down from us.  Their first child, Ruby, is about 16 months old.  Last Sunday, they all showed up on our doorstep with a little bowl of three perfectly dyed eggs.  And Ruby had food coloring all over all over her –...

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