His words echoed with heavy tones and then just faded away. No answer. The stillness of the night was unsettling. No crickets. No sounds of distant trains moving strongly through deserted intersections. Booming silence. He was alone. With his thoughts. His prayers. Then he remembered all that God had done. [read more]
Every day, multiple times a day, I come to a crossroad. Tomorrow is the three year anniversary of one of those chance crossroad experiences. About 1 p.m. on May 24, 2010, I was a few blocks from my house and headed to the downtown post office. Something happened. I’ve written [read more]
My name is Joey . . . and I have a problem. I have a tendency to be cranky. I believe that I cover it pretty well. Only a select few of you out there know that I’ve been battling this affliction most of my life. But those of you [read more]
Every day, it seems I’m almost ready . . . To die to self To let God rule my life To love others because I love Him To live as a totally new creature Standing at “almost-always” means I still have lessons to learn and steps to take. But it’s [read more]
Hope seen . . . slowly softens the crust of worry. Hope celebrated . . . melts worry away. Melted worry is the compost that feeds faith and destiny.
Copyright © 2024 | WordPress Theme by MH Themes