It was a day of bees in the clover and bolls on the cotton. While heat radiated from the asphalt, the constant drip of the outdoor facet kept the fresh mint alive into the autumn. Windmill blades creaked overhead, and two orphaned goats kicked in the stall. It was an Indian summer in West Texas, and I was determined to delight …
“Take for yourself spices, stacte and onycha and galbanum, spices with pure frankincense; there shall be an equal part of each. And with it you shall make incense, a perfume…salted, pure and holy” (Exodus 30:34-35 NASB). I stopped and read again the names of these spices that I had never smelled. Stacte. Onycha. Galbanum. Frankincense. Each an essential element …
My child, You seem to expect my walks with You to be like a picnic in the woods. From the minute you hear Me call, “Come follow”, you energetically begin the prattle about the destination and the buzz about the basket. You have dreams of rolling apple-green meadows and envision stream-side knolls where I am to unfold a patchwork …
“…the proof of your faith, being more precious than gold…” 1 Peter 1:6-7 I don’t know about you, but I’d liked to be pretty much finished with faith’s jaw crusher: sin. I want to move on from the elemental things of my refinement and watch Him deal with me in other ways. But, I’ve discovered that there …
