Category Archives: Jesus
INNOCENTS IN HELL? NEVER! (Part 3)
In part 2 of this series, I gave you a run down of my “sins” and what I believe was a progression to sin against God. Sins against God are deliberate choices made in rebellion or disobedience to his word, … Continue reading
HE TOOK IT ALL
Another jewel to my heart. This poem written by Sharon Lee Roberts, Waterford, CT. I found a person by this name online. She died in 2018. The poem is a blessing to me and I am sure others have keep … Continue reading
NEGOTIATING A SETTLEMENT
The following scenario was from many years ago. It took place when my grandsons were about four and five. Sammy, the younger child, is playing with a little cross. Danny “Pretend you didn’t want it,” as he reaches for it.” … Continue reading
TAKING ON HIMSELF, THE FORM OF A BABY
Ah, Sweet Mystery! According to I Cor. 4:1,2 we are servants and stewards of the mysteries of God. I Tim. 3:16 says that one of those mysteries is that Christ appeared in the flesh. He could have appeared in the … Continue reading
Getting Saved and Knowing Jesus (8th anniversary) Part 2
When did I get saved? I don’t know. Some folks have said that a person is not saved if he cannot tell you the time and place. I say, “T’aint so.” I never had a chance to actively “sin” in … Continue reading
I’m A Child of the King (8th anniversary) Part 1
Since my youth, O God, you have taught me,And to this day I declare your marvelous deeds.Even when I am old and gray,do not forsake me, O God,Till I declare your power to the next generation,your might to all who … Continue reading
MY 8th ANNIVERSARY – June 30
The last Sunday in June, 2013, eight years ago, was the day I survived a near death experience. Many of you have read my story, but several of you have not. So with a very thankful heart and fully knowing … Continue reading
WELCOME, JESUS
Last night as I went to bed, I thought of places you had laid your head. I lie there in cozy comfort. There must have been evenings when your tired body hurt. I imagined Martha as I would have been, … Continue reading
WEEKEND WITH ASHLYN, 2015
“Hurry, Baby, we have to get out of here before the snow gets worse,” said Roger to Ashlyn as they went out the door. Sammy and I stood in the door watching them go. Ashlyn hurried along beside her “Haw-Hee.” … Continue reading
THE ELEVENTH HOUR
It was at this hour – eleventh hour – exactly seven years ago. The whirring of the helicopter, the ministrations of dedicated medical team, the prayers of family and friends were all working in my behalf as my badly broken … Continue reading
Sweet aroma 