Escaping the Wind

If spring were simply defined by daffodils, dragonflies, and ducklings, then the season would remain quite dubious around here. This year, I’ve seen all of these in early February, confirming temperatures aren’t the distinguishing factor for a West Texas division of time. As often as not, we play Bocce Ball on Thanksgiving, take a walk on Christmas Day, and grill …

The Overflow

  “My cup overflows” (Psalm 23:5)   I don’t know how you have visualized this verse, but I have always pictured some type of large hand pouring liquid into a pewter challis.   Yet, a few months ago, the Lord revealed that His overflowing doesn’t work that way at all.   Instead of coming from an outside source pouring in, …