• He Came to Die

    He came in grace and lowliness He came from heaven high He came in love and holiness        And yet, He came to die.

  • November 20th – Seasons

    I’m thankful for seasons. For days of golden glory, and months of cold and gray. For brilliant, fading autumns, and fresh-born life of spring. For growing in the rain, and working in the sun.

  • November 17th – Providence

    His working is wonderful. Sometimes in answered prayer - maybe not how I was expecting, but even better. Sometimes in kindness of friends and strangers.

  • November 16 – My Car

    I love my little red Ford. Hawk by name, he and I have flown across many miles together. When I first got him, I was a little sad that he didn’t have a sunroof. And sometimes I wish that he…

  • November 14th – Unchanging

    What You say, You will do. Your word is true. “Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not see,” Yet I know that You are more beautiful than I can imagine.

  • November 13th – Blue Sky

    I love that the sky is blue. It could’ve been any color – green, yellow, pink, white, black – but it’s blue, and to my eye, there is hardly a more beautiful hue.

  • November 11th – Story

    Stories carry meaning. They press upon our hearts, leading us to ideas, beliefs, decisions. They shape our character. I’m thankful for good stories.

  • November 8th – Chipper

    So many times, his blue eyes, his soft, velvety nose, his tall ears and little paws told my heart what I struggled to feel – the love and goodness of my Creator.