When our children's wings flutter ...
Our vocation deepens ...
Praying without ceasing.
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Thoughts & Musings
When our children's wings flutter ...
Our vocation deepens ...
Praying without ceasing.
The force that pulls all we do comes from some connection.
We run ignoring the most radical link offered to humans.
The Trinity seeks to haul us from mediocrity.
Goals are reached with proper implements.
Choose wisely.
Live righteously.
The Word of God exudes wisdom.
Ruminate the incredible truth daily.
Write down your upward thoughts.
No one ever drifts into the Kingdom of God.
We softly die towards drips of perdition.
That is why we need Christ to contend for us.
Beauty snuffs the beast in us.
Heart surveillance is necessary.
The wellspring of life is constantly pressed with insidious threats.
I need the eyes of God's protection at all times.
Every favor has been designated for the Christ follower.
Every turn, each path is strewn with joy.
Every hope is served complete.
The flow of spiritual blessing that comes from Christ resonates with incessant competence to fulfill our mission to love Him and glorify Him with all our hearts, mind, and soul.
Work and Prayer.
On task while on roller blades.
Holy glee.
Quiet is prime.
We enter alone.
We leave accompanied.
The songs in our souls lay hidden.
Until they are set free by the Redeemer.
Christ is my music.
The necessity for pause is often taken lightly.
We rush headlong with impossible speed.
Hit the brakes. Stop for a simple delight.
Run again.
When the Holy Spirit descended in the form of a bird ...
landing on the place of perpetual rest ...
it was not an address but the Person of Christ ...
that baptized the truth that PEACE has come.
The inverse of malice follows a trajectory of kindness.
Grace dominates.
Mercy flows like silk.
Flattery always demeans.
Our voices were meant for something else.
We have to speak with utmost humility.
Japanese cuisine opens a box.
It is not Pandora's.
It speaks glad yum.
God is truly chef supreme.
The Word of the Lord strikes hard.
When received with trust ...
It knocks all our winds of pretense.
We are called to blaspheme the size of our problems.
When we take God's grace seriously ...
All misery grow strangely dim.
The gift of friendship digs deep.
Through the years, the trek turns into adventure.
Life impacts life.
Prayer follows the trajectory of trust.
Trust beckons our sweet release.
Unspeakable peace swirls.
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