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Have you ever looked closely at and considered the life of a water lily? After spending some time watching this amazing flower that grows from the depths of the water and emerges with such vibrancy, I began to connect a life lesson that is evident for anyone who takes the time to watch and listen.…

Yesterday, a friend with beautiful gardens, invited me to come and pick any of her flowers as she was going to be leaving town for a few months. So, naturally, I accepted her invitation. Walking through her gardens, I began to slow down and really look at the design, the color, and the uniqueness of…

How much do you know or remember about the day of freedom that we celebrate on July 4th? Has this day become just a day off work or school? A day where you get to go to the beach or have cookouts with family and then view the fireworks that your town displays? When is…

Traveling to Europe, I have visited many castles that had once stood as mighty fortresses, but now only whisper of a time when kings and queens walked the halls, their eyes and ears open for signs of insubordination. Many of these castles had, in strategic places, a watchtower where trusted men would be placed round…

“Peace.” What do you think of when you say this word? Do you think peace is the absence of conflict? When no one is arguing in your house, or when the local news is filled with “happy” news and none of the violence that is typically displayed? This is peace in terms of the “world.”…

My soul waits in the stillness of the morning, Lord. Show me your wonders as my eyes watch and wait for the sunrise. Awaken my soul to your Words; speak to me, Jesus. The light begins to emerge and glitters of gold ripple across the waters. The sky, with its clouds of blue and grey,…

Where has the locust devoured your fruit when you look over your life? What years have been lost, never to be lived again? Locust years are spans of time that have been wasted, dried up, and desolate; time spent apart from God. It’s making choices in your life that lead to nowhere, it’s giving yourself…

I have never been a fan of small and narrow spaces. I tend to be a bit claustrophobic. My heart pounds, my hands sweat, and all I can hear in my head is “GET OUT!” Fear of getting trapped overwhelms me. I don’t know why this happens to me, because I have never been trapped…

It has been almost a year since my book was released and though I am excited about the work God has given me in accomplishing this, I must admit that I suffered from a “lack of worth syndrome.” God had given me a love for writing that I can trace back even to my elementary…