"Like clay in the hands of the potter, so are you in my hand" Jeremiah.18:6"It's all very well to talk of being shaped like clay," said the rock to the potter, "But when you're a rock it's different. You can't change me without breaking me and broken you can't make...
She was in the last stages of her young life. Twenty-eight and losing her battle with a brain tumor, my sister seemed to be a people-magnet wherever she went.Although she would become much weaker and soon lose her ability to talk, walk and do anything on her own,...
This verse came alive for me when my friend Mike Anderson made the following statement: "Sometimes the covenant of the Lord is released to you through others coming to your aid." At the time Mike and his wife were missionaries in Jamaica. The statement was made on the...
The works of Your fingers, Lord,Your handiwork, blazes a trail of Your PresenceSpoken in the sky. Even with this absence of audible speech,No being in heaven or earthCan fail to hear Your voice,Or read Your lips,As you speak to the farthest cornerOf the...
In his early days he (Moody) was a great hustler; he had a tremendous desire to do something, but he had no real power. He worked very largely in the energy of the flesh.But there were two humble Free Methodist women who used to come over to his meetings in the...
Sad to say, I understand. Once, for example,' I was spending the night in a crumbling high-rise in Porto Alegre, Brazil. A friend and I had ascended to our room on the top floor in a tiny, creaking elevator. From our window I saw slums spreading far beneath me, and I...
It started with the tears;Like something, some One, had hold of meStronger than any Force I’d ever felt,Yet, strangely gentle. I knew they were having supper in an upstairs room.John had told my brotherI ran from my place, with the bottle in my hand.I ran straight to...