A poem for my Sisters

  I like how Jesus looks on a woman, a gaze that never lets go He rightly gawks , He rightly stares from top of head to tip of toe Where other eyes will shift and land He eyes our hearts into His hand.   I like how Jesus looks on our man , a… Continue reading A poem for my Sisters

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Fasting :The house with Two Tables

Then shall thy light break forth as the morning, and thine health shall spring forth speedily; and ty righteousness shall go before thee; the glory of the Lord shall be thy rereward . And the Lord shall guide thee continually, and SATISFY THY SOUL IN DROUGHT ¬†and make fat thy bones, and thou shall be… Continue reading Fasting :The house with Two Tables

Brother Steve and the Mustard Seed

My daddy has many mighty sons. Daddy sometimes calls these boys “mighty men of Valor” (1) They carry treasures given from Daddy differently than their sisters carry treasures. They also tell about their treasures in a different way . Sisters carry many words and sparkly things to describe presents from Daddy. They put all these… Continue reading Brother Steve and the Mustard Seed

In Wonder Land ( a child’s view of Church ) based on September services

Who is like you , Oh Daddy, among all men? Who is like you, majestic in Holiness, awesome in glorious deeds, doing wonders? Who is Love ! Exodus 15:11, 1 John4:9b “This blasted rocker is always getting caught!’ Uncle Grumble said to his niece . (1) The girl looked up from the porch floor where… Continue reading In Wonder Land ( a child’s view of Church ) based on September services

The tale of Fear Rabbit ( a child’s tale of the message of 9/8)

“What does it look like?” the boy asked. “I can’t tell you what it looks like ” the girl replied. “I just know that we are supposed to have nothing to do with it.” (1) she explained. “Well, how am I ever gonna know how to ‘have nothing to do with it’ when I don’t… Continue reading The tale of Fear Rabbit ( a child’s tale of the message of 9/8)

Advocate: Before the Throne of God above

Children love to sing.  At times you hear them in bathtubs and backseats, closets and corners, stairs and  swings singing with with all of grace and gusto, When we see them, we anticipate joyful noise as their tiny chests fill with air. Like birds on a perch in the morn, they are ready to bring… Continue reading Advocate: Before the Throne of God above