Eyes to See the Rivers of Grace

Sometimes a river of grace flows hidden and we will miss it unless we have eyes to see. The creek ran quietly just twenty feet through the trees behind our campsite. It was only when we went hunting for adventure that we found it. He was captivated by the tiny fish in the shallow water, while she ...

When God answers

It’s after the sun goes down and the day is done that my thoughts usually turn towards her. It’s been a little over a year, and I still miss her terribly. Because what can fill the aching void when a mother leaves this world? And who do you want when you are not feeling well? I’ve ...