Last week, in Written on the Heart, Part 9, we came to understand that though our hearts have become "stony", God has not changed. We need to ask God to soften them so He can write there. Is there anything that could possible keep God from writing on our hearts? The...
Last week, in Written on the Heart, Part 10, we learned that we must accept God's grace to soften our hearts and make it easier for God to write there. So what, then, if anything, is keeping God from writing on our hearts? I have said that where I grew up there was a...
Noah challenges me. He went through a long and busy time of getting ready for the world’s destruction. To him, it was the end of the world, and there is no question that the world he knew was about to be altered beyond recognition. Noah grew up in a near-perfect...
Last week, in Written on the Heart, Part 11, we saw that the death and resurrection of Jesus has rolled away all impediments. But the decision to have Him write on our hearts is ours to make. The Driver had stopped his freight train on the mountain top for safety...
Prayer impacts so know from the start that when you pray for others, it may cost them dearly. When Pharaoh announced that every male child born to an Israelite should be destroyed, Jochebed's prayers for her infant son, Moses, must have been heartbreaking. Yet she had...
There are things in our memories that time does not erase, they are as strong today as they were when they were laid down. I spoke to someone on her sixtieth wedding anniversary and she said she remembered her vows as though she had taken them this morning. Her...
I remember one of my first desires. It was for a doll I had seen in a Grace Brothers catalogue that came in the mail once or twice a year. It was the perfect doll and it bespoke companionship to an only girl on an isolated farm. My longing for the doll seemed to fall...
Where I grew up, our only water supply was rainwater that ran off the roof of the house. It ran into a deep well about 30 metres away and it was our lifeline. Without it, we could not survive. Old hands who had lived in the area a long time spoke almost reverently of...
Those who taught us to drive warned us all the time to "watch the road". Even though the road into the area is good, wide enough for two-way traffic and fully sealed, there are hills and valleys to negotiate with care. There are adjoining roads that look more...
"Today is the day I have been waiting for," wrote an unknown author. "All my life has been spent in preparation for it. Yesterday and tomorrow are faraway nothings - the one a faint memory, the other a vague promise. But this is my day. It offers all that God has to...