This Morning’s Prayer
Great and Holy God Author of my soul Write in me your peace For you are the Painter of my life The Builder of my destiny And all that I am or ever will be, is yours.
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Easter in My Heart
Coming out, He went to the Mount of Olives, as He was accustomed, and His disciples also followed Him. When He came to the place, He said to them, “Pray that you may not enter into temptation.” And He was withdrawn from them about a stone’s throw, and He knelt down and prayed, saying, “Father, if it is
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Relating to the Moon
Tonight, there will be a blood moon. A blood moon happens when the moon’s view of the sun is completely eclipsed by the shadow of the earth. Were it not for the faint red light refracted from the earth’s atmosphere, the moon would go dark. The rain clouds in Atlanta will keep me from seeing
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Airport Square Dance
I just spent a weekend at a hotel overlooking the busiest airport in the world. Not 200 yards away from my balcony perch, a constant flow of airplanes took off and landed on multiple parallel runways. I marveled at the technology. I marveled at the wonder of the forces that could hold thousands of tons
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The Last Night in Haiti
The last night in Haiti is always so full of a mix of emotions. It’s sad to say goodbye to my Haitian friends and family, yet I look forward to the reuniting ahead. I always have things I wish I had done better or different. Yet I am also happy about things that went better
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Declaration
Every atom, of every molecule, of every drop of rain that falls was created by God Almighty, the Lord Jesus, the Holy Spirit who dwells in me.
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The Weight of Beauty
The view out my window this morning is beautiful. Last night while I slept warm in my bed, yesterday’s day of freezing rain, ice, and sleet gave way to a sprinkling of snow. The ice on the trees provided a perfect place for the snow to rest. Now every limb of our apple tree is
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Stuck At Home
It’s another snow day in Atlanta. This one caught some people by surprise. The roads are an icy mess. It all started yesterday about mid-day when, as the snow began to fall, people watched from their office windows, waiting anxiously for the word to abandon the office and head for home. For many,
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Regarding Doing What’s Right . . .
Lord please grant that more of my life be driven by an overwhelming sense of joyful “want to” and not by a weighty sense of forced “ought to”.