Out of 7,150,855,447 people in the world, God brought Cathi and Liz in to my life. And then He connected them. Three lives brought together for His purposes, for our good, for His glory.
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A Magnificent Message in My Mail
Thankfully, that’s what happened. As I spent time with God, he gently but powerfully showed me where my focus had gone askew. He used a variety of creative reminders to help me refocus, but none so specific, and certainly none so consistent, as the “Valentine” I received–from God, I believe–each time I picked up my mail.
Read moreThankfully, God Said “No”
After praying I felt led to write a creative fundraising letter. Ideas dropped in my mind and flowed out through my fingers. Soon I was smiling at my “Participation Invitation.”
Read moreYour Life in Five Words
Walking through a cemetery puts life in perspective.
Read moreGlad Me!
She’s an accomplished translator, but when we were together recently her excitement ran ahead of her English. In a burst of enthusiasm she meant to say “I’m so glad” but instead she exclaimed: “Glad me!”
Read moreFace to Face
But what comforts and cheers me today is imagining Ida leaving this world behind … and then looking into Jesus’ face.
Read moreWhen You Think You’re Finished, Give Thanks
It’s often said that thanksgiving should not be confined to one day a year. Here’s to making sure it’s not confined to one location either.
Read moreCalendar Consecration
One way to show God we’re serious about discovering His handwriting on our calendars is to have a calendar consecration. I’ve been doing this every December for a decade. It’s always meaningful and powerful. Why not join me?
Read moreSerendipitous or Spiritipitous?
Since there is no chance that the details of Joy’s story happened by accident, I would like to suggest a word that you won’t find in any dictionary. I know it’s not there because I made it up: Spiritipitous. Since I coined the word, I can also give you its definition: orchestrated by the Spirit of God; not occurring through human design or activity.
Read moreAxel the Angel
It was the second day of our mission trip to Caracas, Venezuela. A major miscommunication left me standing alone on a Saturday night in a city of millions. And not only that, I didn’t know the address of my host family.
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