Memories of England sneak through the waves, Riding thousands of miles on rough seas. The beginnings of a quiet life frees The mind to carry what is in the grave. To remember the sacrifices made. The wind chills; the sun tries to help me breathe. Sometimes it is difficult to believe All the different gifts I had to…
Happy 2018! I hope that last year was fruitful for you. I am not focusing on material prosperity, but spiritual prosperity when I say that! I pray that you let the Lord have HIs way with you.
I can’t seem to pull myself away from watching footage online of Hurricane Irma.
Do you allow the Master Builder access to your whole house?
Win your battles. Thank the Lord. Gather the booty. Share the wealth. Repeat.
While I am trying to rush through life and to obtain everything as fast as I can, God is not in a hurry.
“The wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life through Jesus Christ, our Lord.” Romans 6:23.