Birdies

“Where do birdies come from, Mama?”

Only God can make a birdie.

“But why, Mama?”

To teach us to sing in the morning.

“But why, Mama?”

Light in a Jar

They’re back! There’s one. There’s another. Look over there. I see it too! The lightning bugs had returned to brighten the evening hours. The girls squealed with amazement at the sight, and my own mind went back to childhood days when we ran to catch them in Mason jars then marveled at the twinkling container. 

Got Cares? Who Cares?

“I can do it, I can do it!”

Those were my exact words, directed to my dad as a child, while I stood clenching a fishing rod, on the bank of a lake in the Rocky Mountains. I’d watched my dad’s technique so many times I was sure I could cast into the lake and catch a big trout.

Filled with What?

Normally I keep my Bible right by my bed. I know it does not have magical power, but I like having it near. Having it right there certainly does make it easier to grab and jump right in to reading the wisdom filling it.

Joy and Shouting

Do you ever shout? Well, did you know that God commands us to shout? Our verse for today is only one of many times that God says, "Shout for joy!"

His Voice

I had the privilege of keeping my grandson two days a week this summer. Of course, he did too many cute things to list here, but one such thing he repeated several times.

Jesus Loves You – Fishing with Dad

I am, and always will be, a daddy’s girl. Even though my precious dad is in heaven now, I have so many fond memories of our time together. One of my favorites was our fishing trips together. He would get my uncle’s boat and truck and off to the lake we would go. Growing up in Louisiana you had some of the best fishing spots.

Boldly Facing the Enemy

When was the last time you were genuinely afraid as you faced an enemy? As I write this, someone dear to me is walking through a storm stirred up by adversaries. Thankfully, she is surrounded by an army of prayer warriors, lifting her and the situation before the Lord. Still, facing enemies is never easy—it’s painful and deeply unsettling.

Do You Know My God?

Do you not know? Have you not heard?

Do you detect the urgency and excitement in these questions? If someone said that to me, I would want to know more. What information might the person have that I did not? I would definitely listen to what was said next.