Fighting to His Arms

Fighting to His Arms

I’m hungry and tired, my tongue parched from thirst. I can see it in the distance…an oasis…cool and green, fresh cold water to drink. Ripe fruit hangs from low branches. Next to the rushing stream, a flat rock where I can sit and dangle my feet. And next to that spot…Jesus. His hands are folded. […]

Quiet Times in a Noisy World

Quiet Times in a Noisy World

I read an interesting statement in Oswald Chambers’ My Utmost for His Highest this week: “Quiet days with God may be a snare.” I had to read it over and ponder this a bit. Out of context, it makes no sense. Wouldn’t quiet days spent in prayer and worship be a good thing? Shouldn’t we […]

Too Busy to Talk to The Potter

Too Busy to Talk to The Potter

I’ve been overloaded, too busy and too distracted to spend time with The Potter. It reflected in everything I did: my eating habits, how I related to the kiddos, how I related to my husband…and in my laundry pile. After a couple of month’s of frustration with my busy, busy life, I decided to get back […]