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Isn’t this picture a beautiful scene? It’s very endearing to me because it’s our sweet daughter. Several years back in North Carolina she picked these “flowers”. They were technically weeds, but that was not a bother to our sweet daughter.  Instead, she made a bouquet of praise out of them. Can you see the trumpet…

Arrogance, pride and the desire to be respected due to title were his bondage, a portion at least.  Mordecai would appease him not, this man named Haman, in the circus arena of spiritual slavery. Anger entered the arena and joined forces with “holding a grudge” as Haman became more focused on his supposed problem: Mordecai….

Last week’s post centered upon the power of worship in the midst of trials. The book of Job danced to life in this new light as the heartbeat of worship grew with each palpitation. After having pondered more on this lengthy book, it seemed careless to draw the post to a close there.  You see,…

…Then he fell to the ground in worship… Job 1:20 NIV* Job danced to life this week in a brand new fashion. Previously, he and his book of the Bible managed to elude my understanding, and it became a favorite to avoid like the plague.  However, this week revelation hit and praise rises to our…

When I said, “My foot is slipping, your love, O Lord, supported me.”  PS 94:18 NIV*

  . “Seek the counsel of the Lord!” was the cry of Jehoshaphat. Fair enough. . Ahab proceeds to those “candy men” of his they called prophets and received the word, just as he desired. . Jehoshaphat calls again “Is there not a prophet of the Lord here whom we can inquire of?” . Oh,…

  The unfolding of your words gives light;  it gives understanding to the simple. PS 119:130 NIV*

Recently a beautiful scene graced my eyes:  a mother picking out bits of lint from the top of her sweet daughter’s head.  Aaaahh, but in the natural this doesn’t sound too beautiful, does it, watching a mother pick through her kid’s hair?  In the spiritual, though, all that changes. The Lord showed me the sweetness…