excerpted from Jesus Inside:A Prison Minister’s Manual soon to be published by EABooks ‘How beautiful are the feet of those who preach the Gospel of peace. Who bring glad tidings of good things!’ Romans 10:14-15
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The Dollar Bill
I still remember the time I secretly left a dollar bill on the toy shelf at the local Kmart. I had heard that when you gave, God would repay you manifold. I was putting this
Read moreWhy Receiving Forgiveness is As Vital as Giving It
The mark of a true disciple is joyful and consistent acceptance of God’s gracious gift of forgiveness. With each grandchild, I’ve patiently waited for the most blessed word God ever created to be uttered from
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Grace – a foundation strong and stable All that’s profitable rests upon it Faith in Christ’s finished work From this cruel cross blossoms grow Like Aaron’s rod Its petals are life-giving When we build upon
Read moreCounting The Cost
When I became an instant mother at the age of 20, I had in no way counted the cost of motherhood. I was young, wide-eyed, infatuated, and profoundly in love. And my heart was captured
Read moreHow Much Does It Cost to Encourage Others?
It was years ago, my first attempt at singing a solo in a previous church. Our church was at a fragile crossroad, teetering on the edge of survival. But the words were just what we needed to hear—a message of hope and confidence in the power of God. A reminder that He was still in control. I decided it was worth the cost.
Read moreYou’ve Got A Friend
This morning I listened to a CD I haven’t listened to for some time…James Taylor’s Greatest Hits. The songs brought back tons of memories. Some good. Some not so good. “You’ve Got a Friend” reminded
Read moreBaby Blanket
The dream fogs forward. We’re weeks away from grand baby to be, plums barely clinging to the branch. The ocean, a little further than the next door rooster, breaks on the beach morning after morning,
Read moreAwaken Dry Bones In The Name of The Lord
My dry bones lay on the battle floor. Yielded. Inside of me. After the fire. The war. That burned away the flesh. Laid on God’s altar. The test. Tests. Submission requires so much rest. To
Read moreThe Horse Trade
I never thought this day would come. Nor had I expected the heartache to be as intense. The feed bin was empty. The water bucket was gone. Everything had been cleaned and swept away. The
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