Can you find your way to where lightning is launched,
or to the place from which the wind blows?
Who do you suppose carves canyons
for the downpours of rain,
and charts the route of thunderstorms
singing His praise with Deidra
At the end of each month I like to share a few things I've learned. Sometimes it’s educational and informative but usually not. Usually I've discovered a quirk I didn't know I had or a fascinating-to-me celebrity connection. It’s a mishmash of ordinary life stuff, things that may go unnoticed if I didn't decide to write them down. This month, at the suggestion of a reader, I decided to invite you all to share what you learned in June as well.So here's my few cents with links back to the posts where my thoughts wandered.
I am a former lost city soul, found and transplanted to the Canadian prairies where the beating of my heart better matches the pace of a slower life. Forty-four urban years have been cleansed by thirteen years of country air.It is here on the prairies I am learning to lean on His patience as I find myself one again restless in the time in-between time.
Heidi and Rolland alternate telling the tale of how our mighty God has worked in the lives of those who need Him most.
- What does LOVE look like?
- Love is food and comfort to a ten-year-old amputee, abandoned on the side of the road
- Love is a new roof for an elderly widow installed before the rainy season
- Love is sharing hope with the homeless man on your street corner
- Love is not just an ideal. Love is action. Love looks like something.
Despite what many would have us believe, the Gospel is not complicated. It is very simple. Jesus has given us everything we need. It is so simple that a child of three can get it: Love God and love the one in front of you.This book reads like both an action/adventure tale and a richly moving romance novel, heavy with love. If you want to be moved by the things that move the heart of God, this is a must read.
Jesus met me and changed a woman who had no heart at all into the tenderhearted woman who writes these words now, indeed replacing a heart of stone with a heart of flesh.
One evening I sat at the computer, in my Chicago suburban home. An internet message came through from a stranger, like many I’d regularly receive, asking simple questions. The info he provided included the fact that he was in a committed marriage, satisfied with his life, and a Christian. We began chatting online. He warned me that somewhere along the way he’d try to save my soul. I took it as both a joke, and a challenge.Come on over to The Point to read the rest of the story...
Am I ready?
No. I’m so not ready.
But, I stand in good company with those who were unsure, doubtful, fearful, and ill-equipped, and went anyway.
This time tomorrow, I’ll be on the other side of a giant wall; a wall made of oceans and money and governments and wars. I’ll be on the other side of what separates our world from theirs.
My prayer is that Christ will give us ears to hear and eyes to see; that He will make us know that what unites us is so much more powerful than what divides us.As I read Edie's words, the following prayer stirred within me --
What marks the boundary between a miracle from God and the imagination of a child?In this new novel, Billy Coffey introduces us to a world of faith, doubt and God's mysterious ways, seen through the eyes of a lonely child. Leah believes in "the maybe" and has to face the sad truth that many people around do not. When she begins painting prophetic pictures the town begins to swirl.
What gives me courage is hearing other folks' stories. To know that someone else in the big wide world has braved something hard and challenging and lived to tell about it--well, it infuses me with strength I didn't have before. Vulnerability begets vulnerability and vulnerability is fueled by courage.Contact me with your shipping address Holly and we'll have the book on its way to you!