In my last post, For Unto Us a Child is Born, I wrote about the birth of Jesus as it fulfills prophecy. In today’s post let’s see what his birth holds for us. In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. And the Word became flesh …
Now that December is upon us, I’d like to look deeper into the birth of Jesus and why he came in the way he did. Today we’ll look at three scriptures. For to us a Child shall be born, to us a Son shall be given; And the government shall be upon His shoulder, And …
When the servant of the man of God rose early in the morning and went out, behold, an army with horses and chariots was all around the city. And the servant said, “Alas, my master! What shall we do?” He said, “Do not be afraid, for those who are with us are more than those …
I haven’t been sick for awhile. Of course, I get sick right before Thanksgiving. I did take a covid test. Thankfully it was negative. I’ll be taking it easy this week, drinking tea, curling up with a blanket, and reading. Naps are in my near future, too. I’ll leave you with a familiar verse. He …
Though he was God, he did not think of equality with God as something to cling to. Instead, he gave up his divine privileges; he took the humble position of a slave and was born as a human being. When he appeared in human form, he humbled himself in obedience to God and died a …
And now I have a word for you who brashly announce, “Today—at the latest, tomorrow—we’re off to such and such a city for the year. We’re going to start a business and make a lot of money.” You don’t know the first thing about tomorrow. You’re nothing but a wisp of fog, catching a brief …
My Girls I am a blessed woman! My normal day, these days, has my husband taking care of all the things I can’t do with my broken wrist. (Believe me, I’ve discovered quite a few things need two functional hands.) Many times I’ve wondered how difficult it would be if I lived alone. It makes …
Today’s blog is inspired by my adventure of taking a bath, and more so, the frustration of navigating life with a broken wrist. This morning I was looking forward to soaking in a nice warm bath now that I don’t have to wrap my splinted arm in a plastic bag. Though, it wasn’t the soaking …
You keep track of all my sorrows. You have collected all my tears in your bottle. You have recorded each one in your book.Psalms 56:8 NLT After I broke my wrist I became emotionally hypersensitive. The slightest thing would bring me to tears. At first, I thought it must be my pain medication. I stopped …
You parents—if your children ask for a loaf of bread, do you give them a stone instead? Or if they ask for a fish, do you give them a snake? Of course not! So if you sinful people know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your heavenly Father give …
The Far Reaches of Grace 