Category: Inspirational

You Bring Me Flowers Every Spring…

  What have I done to deserve fresh flowers every Spring? Some so fresh, so new, so lovely you would bring I stop in “awe” at the vibrant colors, newly discovered blooms, and oh, the sweet smells To remind me of how good, no- how great you are to me- why, oh why, please do tell And look at you, sometimes…

Just some apples….

I once heard this story and it is very powerful, but in my quiet time, Jesus shared a way I could expand it to share about Him more deeply so here it goes: A businessman was running with his co-worker through the airport on this Friday afternoon determined not to miss his trip back home after a long week away.  He knew…

“Prop us up, Lord”…

I came across this story and it seemed so appropriate for the times we live in today. There was once an old deacon in a Southern Baptist church who always prayed, “Lord, prop us on our leanin’ side.” Curiosity got the best of the gossiping ladies club, so one widow woman asked the deacon one day, “I am sure you…

Joy + Joy =

Joy + Joy = Joy Overflowing….seems like a simple formula right?  When we have joy in our lives and we know what we are doing is pleasing to Christ, thus giving Him joy, then our joy overflows into other lives. When we keep our eyes focused on Christ despite all the distractions around us and discover our purpose for our life,…

Bottle of Tears…

I walked in the room and saw different shapes and sizes and asked, “What are these bottles filled with?” The warm inviting voice replied, “These bottles are filled with tears.  I collect tears -some joyful, but most sorrowful and plan to use these for my good.” In those moments, I feel a touch on my skin as many flashbacks enter…

God sees you as…

Do you wonder how God sees you?  Well, God sees you as you will be.  He has a purpose for each of our lives; however, many people never discover their purpose or they are too afraid to pursue it.  We get caught up in so much that this world has to offer us- all tricks by Satan to prevent us…

Beauty in the Ashes of Autism

My eyes seem closed as I only see filthy ashes of autism The meltdowns, the violent outbursts, the coldness all around me is what I feel Turning this heart into a raging river of many “hates” as these filthy ashes of autism consume me still Why do others talk about the unique light and beauty in the ashes of autism?…