Category: Personal

Reading Isaiah 61 this morning, I am refreshed by the already-but-not-yet nature of the poetry. In the Gospels, Jesus quoted verse 1 and the first part of verse 2 and…

Personal Theological

I’m only just beginning to learn two lessons that will take me the rest of my days to study. Both are humbling and require ultimate surrender. Both are grave and…

Personal Theological

On this day of November, I hope you remember The love that we share, That ’twill always be there. And tho sickness may come, Or a storm rages on, Still…

Personal Poetry

Sometimes in life, we ask God to lead us, to speak through others, and we truly want Him to answer. But when He does, and what we hear is different…

Personal Ponderings

How can three words mean so much, More than gift, glance, or even touch? Getting close, ‘could be the place? Nearer still, one lovely face. And so it was when…

Personal Poetry

When love the Father gave to us, And through Son’s side the spear was thrust, It did not then depend on us, His will was why He died. As foll’wers…

Personal Poetry

If flowers of the valley catch the Father’s eye, And never He misses a tear we cry, Then constant He watches the path we take, And leads us unfailing each…

Personal Poetry

Standing on this mountaintop Looking just how far we’ve come Knowing that for every step You were with us Kneeling on this battle ground Seeing just how much You’ve done…

Personal Theological

The Lord reigns, let the earth rejoice…
…His lightnings light up the world;
the earth sees and trembles.
~Psalm 97:1a,4

“Wait.” What child likes to hear that? I remember as a child on road trips asking, “Are we there yet??” I would have given anything for the answer to be “Yes!” But nearly every time it was instead, “Not yet. Be patient.”

Twenty years have passed since that time, and as an adult, I’ve learned to suppress the audible expression, but my heart still asks the question. Unlike a child, though, I foolishly think that I can improve upon the answer. Maybe the Lord just needs help. I must have misheard Him. Wait? Surely not…

Personal Ponderings Theological

“Voyage” from The Valley of Vision

O Lord of the oceans,

My little bark sails on a restless sea,
Grant that Jesus may sit at the helm and steer me safely;
Suffer no adverse currents to divert my heavenward course;
Let not my faith be wrecked amid storms and shoals;
Bring me to harbour with flying pennants, hull unbreached, cargo unspoiled.
I ask great things, expect great things, shall receive great things.
I venture on thee wholly, fully, my wind, sunshine, anchor, defence.

Personal Poetry Theological