Written by Lynn Mosher
Cross post from Heading Home
“God blesses those whose hearts are pure,
for they will see God.”
(Matthew 5:8 NLT)
 
Continuing with the beatitudes…
 
“Dear friends, now we are children of God, and what we will be …

Cross-post from Consecrated To Him
Written by Lisa aka Trophy of Grace
 
I don’t make New Year’s resolutions anymore because I really don’t stick to them. Instead for the past couple of years I have taken a …

Written by Cindee Snider Re aka Grace Rain
“Come and listen…let me tell you what God has done for me.” (Psalm 66:16)
We all have a story to tell. I do and so do you, and every …

 Written by Carol Peterson
 
Retain. Remember. Repent or regret?
 
Some things are good to remember. God’s love, for example, and His mercy and forgiveness.
 
But when He has forgiven you, it’s time for you to let it go, …

Written by Lynn Mosher
 A new Year. A new beginning. A new unknown territory.
A scary journey at times. I wonder…will I have the courage to step out into the unknown as Abraham did…
 
 “He went without …

Written by Lynn Mosher
As darkness swallows up the day, the black-velvet expanse of night displays a bazillion, shimmering constellations.
Shepherds gather around a flickering fire to dispel the evening’s chill, the flames casting a warm glow …

Written by Cindee Snider Re aka Grace Rain
“Is there a color for joy?” I asked my friends today.
“Vibrant purple,” answered one.
“Red!” answered another. “Really, could it be any other color?”
“Blue,” I thought quietly, “deep, …

Written by Carol Peterson
I’ve got the joy, joy, joy, joy down in my heart.
Joy to the World
Joyful, joyful we adore him.
As we celebrate this holy season of Jesus’ birth, we want to live the celebration …

Written by Lynn Mosher
Sandra felt as low as the heels on her shoes as she pushed against a November gust and opened the florist shop door. Her life had been easy, like a spring breeze. …

Written by Cindee Snider Re aka Grace Rain
“Does that girl not have any clothes?” my friend whispered only loud enough for me to hear. I glanced at her eyes and discovered the source of her …