Crusty Christianity

Acts 3:19-26 “Repent therefore and be converted, that your sins may be blotted out, so that times of refreshing may come from the presence of the Lord, and that He may send Jesus Christ, who was preached to you before, whom heaven must receive until the times of restoration of all things, which God has…

The Perfect One

Do you ever long in your heart to be perfect? That is, perfect in thought, words and actions, not to mention the motivations of the heart. Isn’t it usually after muddling up something and revealing our very human imperfections that we really wish we could be perfect? Alas, perfection only belongs to One. To find…

The Influence of an Ordinary Day

It was an ordinary day in northern Arizona…that is if any day in northern Arizona can be considered ordinary. The crisp, brrrr-chill mornings with the smell of pine needles greeted us every day. Each morning as we walked out the door of our home, the scene was breathtaking. The majestic San Francisco Peaks and the…

Refuge in the Names of God

When we moved into the little house at the edge of the Vienna Woods, I had no idea what lay beyond our doorstep. As the kids and I ventured up a path through the trees, I saw the tower. It was tall and rather narrow with concrete walls, edged with stone work, curving upward in…

Friends Like Iron

I grew up in a strong Christian home and community and attended college and grad school in my hometown, so I was surrounded by good Godly friends for the first 25 years or so of my life. However, since we have been in the army, Christian friends aren’t as common. That doesn’t mean I haven’t…

I’m Not Who You Think I Am

Some lessons are just hard to learn. It often seems as if I can never do it right. Sure, you may not see it. From the outside, I look like a fun, loving person who gets along with everyone—even perfect strangers! But on the inside, it’s a different story. I have my own agenda and…

Motherhood…Who Knew?

Motherhood. As a little girl, I played with dolls, pretending and looking forward to being a mother. As a teenager, sometimes I vowed I would never do it like my mother, or maybe, I will do it just like my mother. My children love to tease me about how much I am just like my…

The Lord is My Shepherd

Ever since I can remember, this picture has hung above my bed in my room. It has always been special to me, but not until recently did I really pinpoint why it was so special. Then it hit me. To most, it’s just a picture of a girl with her precious goat-friend sleeping in a…

Pondering

Written by Mary Ellen Hill Bryan. Pondering is good for the soul. I don’t ponder enough. Do you? Pondering…that’s what I’m doing right now…sitting in front of the fireplace with a cup of hot chocolate, a computer on my lap, and three cats so close I feel as if I’m wearing a fur coat…sitting here…just…

Paradise

Sitting by the bedside of loved one is difficult if you are not quite sure of that loved ones’ eternal destination. Looking back on conversations, one is tempted to second guess. Were the right things said? Could the Gospel have been presented a better way? What could have been said differently? I was expressing my…