As you, my readers know, I tend to keep my blogs brief. A quick thought, something that happened, or something the Lord showed me. Today’s blog is a little more involved because, well, I have the time, and most of you do too. So here goes. I started reading in the book of Daniel about … More God’s Wheelchair
He was a red-headed young boy, about nine years old. He had a “learning disability” and was overweight, he had three eyes, and wore a colorful plaid jacket. His parents loved him very much. I dreamed this last night. I asked him what he wanted to be when he grew up. He replied, “A banker.” … More The three eyed boy #different #unique
Winter is always tough for me. I dislike being cold, obviously; it’s so much fuss to put on layers of clothes just to go to the mailbox or take Bailey outside. I try to keep myself busy of course. There’s always things to do, read, write, nap, watch movies (isn’t winter a great time to … More I fell into a deep depression…
My bible study group is reading The Pursuit of God by A.W. Tozer, originally published in 1948. Tozer’s style of writing is not what we are used to; his sentences have a different cadence than modern writers. Sentence structure is longer. The spiritual truths Tozer shares are deep. We have decided as we study this book to … More Mornings with A. W. Tozer part 1 #Fire #LindseyStirling
I came into work yesterday and my department was already busy. Instead of having a few minutes to read emails, check the job queue, and get settled, I immediately had to ring up a customer’s order. There was chaos all around me, so I was not concentrating on the task. I handed him his receipt, … More Seventeen cents made my day
I woke up in the middle of the night, and felt God drop something into my spirit. I am not sure what the total package is yet, but I fell back to sleep and had a dream. A friend of mine was celebrating a birthday, and serving decorated cupcakes instead of a cake. Miniature figures, … More A swan dream
January is slow for retail. Hours have been cut in my store and I was taken from my department to run the front register. I thought back to when I was a kid, and I watched the women who worked the checkout register in the grocery store. Things were different then–the registers did not run … More Do plastic bags offend you?