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I miss being, “MOM!-ed” The years of “MOM, can you… MOM, look at me… MOM, where is my…” were years of sacrificing of my time and patience, but were years of so much love and investment. Her children rise up and call her blessed; Her husband also, and he praises her: Proverbs 31:28 Most likely, our kids don’t tell us as often as we like that we are a great Mom. They don’t stand up and cheer when we come into the room, and that would be freaky if they did. I know when my kids have expressed in...

It is a cold and snowy winter so far, and I am longing for the days of sun on my face and hope in my heart. His light warms me today as I remember a song I wrote many years ago called “Held High, Held Close” (some of the lyrics below). I wrote it while pondering the fact that God is HOLY and HE is LIGHT, in fact so bright that no man can look upon Him. Yet through Jesus, I can approach Him. I have been on that theme again in my thought life, as I am reading a book that keeps talking about the...

Commissioned painting for Bullmontro6 Farms GODLINESS? Um…Ew! My very sin-sick flesh despises even the thought of studying out that...