I find too often I get all caught up with the busyness of life that I forget some things. For example, last week the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage and I had birthdays.
Our birthdays are only two days apart, which is convenient for me. My birthday is first, and Continue reading
“For though the righteous fall seven times, they rise again.” Proverbs 24:16 NIV
Rejected again but not by God. I won’t lie, rejection hurts. It bruises the ego and breaks the heart. As a writer, I’m faced with rejection all the time. You never really get used to rejection, you Continue reading
I have just celebrated my recent birthday. By now, it is getting to be old business for me. Just another day of the year to celebrate something, which just happens to be my birthday.
I believe that if it is my birthday, I should be able to celebrate whatever birthday Continue reading
This month I celebrate another birthday. At my age, I cannot remember exactly which one but that does not really matter. The number of the birthday, in my point of view, does not influence the celebration of the birthday.
Life has been rather good to me in many respects. The Continue reading
“‘There is nothing there,’ he said. Seven times Elijah said, ‘Go back.’ The seventh time the servant reported, ‘A cloud as small as a man’s hand is rising from the sea.'” 1 Kings 18:43:44 NIV
I’ve heard God’s promises. I believe in my heart that they will be fulfilled. Every Continue reading
Thinking is not my strong suit by any stretch of the imagination. Every time I start thinking, I either get a headache or get into trouble. I’m not sure which is worse, the headache or the trouble.
In my normal pursuit of life, thinking sits in the backseat. If there Continue reading
“Fight the good fight of faith. Take hold of the eternal life to which you were called when you made your good confession in the presence of many witnesses.” 1 Timothy 6:12 NIV
Sometimes life can feel like a never ending fight. Every problem that arises can feel like a punch Continue reading
“I lift my eyes to the mountains–where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth.” Psalm 121:1-2
Complaining, murmuring and cursing is all you hear. You turn to your left and your right and all you see is chaos and confusion. Continue reading
After about a million days of toil, sweat and aggravation, the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage and I decided to take a few days off and relax.
I am not a real expert when it comes to relaxing. I have not pursued a PhD in relaxing and therefore it is Continue reading