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I lay on the warm brown earth and thank GOD for a place to rest. I cool off under the bright blue sky; jump over white-capped waves as they race toward the sandy shore... and then I hear the guns of war. I rush to…

Permit us, Father, our thoughts to share: in gratitude we bow our heads and hearts in humble prayer. Receive us, Father, in Your Son’s name: as penitents we boldly stand on His blood, not in shame. Forgive us, Father, our selfish thoughts: please purge our…

In Autumn, when angels come out to play, they paint the trees bright red and gold and blow the leaves around, I’m told. In Winter, when angels come out to play, they shake their glorious wings around and whiten earth with feather down. In Spring,…

Our Father Who Art in Heaven…aware our every need: God has His eyes on us fully and sees us when we bleed. Question not our value to Him, nor His protectiveness; instead believe, each step we take lacks not His watchfulness. God’s plan for us…

What empowers our words, that they take flight and land in someone’s heart? Whose purpose do they serve, these words that we so carelessly impart? What or whom could prompt our actions that seldom, if ever, express our need to trust; our longing plea for…

The fall of snow upon my soul: such gentle quiet flakes provide my weary mind a rest ‘til it, refreshed, awakes. Each flake upon my burning brow, a kiss upon each thought, quite cools the burning deep within and calms what warmth could not. O…

To set us free and pardoned, thus, the Innocent lay dying. With our freedom comes a cost: blessed path, so purifying. Glorify, oh glorify the King! Declared righteous in God’s Word; our own eternal hope assured. With our freedom comes a cost: God’s own must…