LIVING IN THE LAST HOUR

We could all be living our last hour.

The Lord is my rock and my fortress and my deliverer; my God, my strength, in whom I will trust; my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold. — Psalm 18:2 (NKJV)

God’s mercies are new everyday. What an awesome God we serve!

Latest Posts

  • This is what happens…

    I have to say – never – had I considered how significant the role of the father is (present tense) to the family unit. Having been raised in a single-parent home and raising my children as such, I can understand… Continue reading

  • Perspective

    2 Corinthians 4:18 (NKJV) … while we do not look at the things which are seen, but at the things which are not seen. For the things which are seen are temporary, but the things which are not seen are… Continue reading

  • New Book!

    Well, I finally finished my book. The Lord is so good! I had never considered the significance of fathers, until the Lord opened my eyes… A spiritual journey in search of understanding and a mission to discover family roots set… Continue reading

  • The end of another year…

    It’s unbelievable how quickly this year has passed. On the last day of the year, I can say the Lord has been merciful. He has been gracious. He has shown favor to His servant. I am so thankful that the… Continue reading

  • One Day…

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  • Psalm 91

    He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High Shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, “He is my refuge and my fortress; My God, in Him I will trust.” Surely… Continue reading

  • Art – It’s Alive!

    So…we were in Seattle at Pike Place Market. We walked past this art statue. Thought it was amazing until Eeekk!! Oh my gosh! She was alive! Very creative! Thank you for visiting today. Be blessed! Continue reading

“The Bible is not a book for the faint of heart — it is a book full of all the greed and glory and violence and tenderness and sex and betrayal that benefits mankind. It is not the collection of pretty little anecdotes mouthed by pious little church mice — it does not so much nibble at our shoe leather as it cuts to the heart and splits the marrow from the bone. It does not give us answers fitted to our small-minded questions, but truth that goes beyond what we even know to ask.”
― Rich Mullins

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