This is one of my favorite hymns. I've been singing it often these days. And experiencing calm amidst crazy.

I wrote this poem as a statement of faith in the trustworthiness of God. It girds me with strength.

Worldly power can appear powerful. But it is unstable. It is ultimately unable to determine the destiny of God's people.

Though you are a good gift Behind all the rest, You’ve set my heart to treasure Final love the best.

Friends my age are quick to remind me when I make statements about being old that I am NOT old.  But I AM growing older.  I am aware that...

All my days were written when as yet there were none of them. Pen dipped in ink, He pauses, Before recording my name At the top of the...

There are some mornings when one wakes up before she has to get up - it is a delightfull moment of rest and stillness to be aware of the...

I have been reading lately in both Hebrews and Revelation. Jesus will be crowned Kind of kings and Lord of lords! But not before the...

I think I have forgiven, handed it over to Jesus,  and then out of the blue a flash of anger or a clutch of bitterness fills my heart.

Being misunderstood is hard. Being wrongly accused is harder.  Not being able to speak in one's own defense is worse.