“Be Born in Me”
The blackness of depression can make even Christmas seem dark. But God wants to lift that depression and set people free. He wants the light of Jesus to shine in our hearts. Here is a fiction story about a woman … Continued
Another Good Christmas Scripture
I have long felt that, besides the usual ones, there is another good Christmas Scripture which could be preached upon and sung during the Holiday Season. So I decided to write it into a song a few years ago. I … Continued
A Caregiver’s Many Hats
How many hats can you wear at a time? As a caregiver, I sometimes felt like the Dr. Seuss character: Cat In the Hat. I don’t remember the story well, but remember a character with lots of hats piled high … Continued
Out Of A Cubby Hole
In my last post, I talked about Patches of Fog being a symbol of depression. In this post, I’d like to share some things I learned which helped drive away the ‘fog’ of depression. In Second Corinthians 12, the apostle … Continued
LOOK AT HIM
Years ago, while going through depression, I saw a phrase in a newspaper that intrigued me: “Patches of Fog Won't Hold Up Under Sun.” . … Continued
Who is Sovereign Over You?
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Rescued From a Pit
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Have you ever felt like you’d slipped into a pit of quicksand and couldn’t get out? I did—but then God rescued me. My book, Rescued by God’s Mercy, is for sale on Amazon or from my web site. The back … Continued
Evening Contemplations
As I took a walk today, enjoying the gentle breeze and other signs of summer, this poem I wrote many years ago came to mind. It seems to bring peace. Healing ElementsA soft, gentle breeze caresses my skin,Uplifting my spirits, … Continued
Inadequacy to Glory
. In my valley, vision is limited. High walls rise on either side. Mountains impassable, immovable, are barriers to vistas of inspiration for which I yearn. I long to ‘Write His Answers,’ but don’t even comprehend the questions. I cry … Continued