Where Is God Working?
It has been quite a while since I wrote a post, but I would like to share with you something on my heart and mind this evening. Do you know where God is working? Do we ask Him to come work where we are or do we look for where He is working and go…
No Man Is an Island by John Donne
‘No man is an iland, intire of it selfe; every man is a peece of the Continent, a part of the maine; if a clod bee washed away by the Sea, Europe is the lesse, as well as if a Promontorie were, as well as if a Mannor of thy friends or of thine owne…
One Nation Under Man
A house divided cannot stand. It’s like a castle in the sand. It’s like a palace on the shore With a storm coming to its door. A house divided cannot live. It won’t repent and won’t forgive. It sharpens swords that it has made Against itself, which blunts its blade.
This is a poem about what death is to believers by a friend and mentor who has preceded me in glory. May God bless what she did with her life and what she leaves behind.