PRAISE   The Master musician’s hands have begun rendering His masterpiece. One at a time the keys settle, composing a melody of praise upon this heart.  With each note played, the piece is formulated with the utmost attention and care. The melody rings clear. The latest key in praise: I praise you because I am fearfully…

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….