Who assigns value? Is it of the clay to assign its own, or of the potter? And if the potter chooses to create a vessel of great worth, is it always to be adorned as such? Many a shelf contain vessels of beauty – gold and dusty for lack [of] daily Read more…
For this I came, that you would know the Father. In precepts above man, in them – love for man. Look to the light, the great creation that abounds, that you would know the grandeur of God and again His love, for the creation exists for love of man. In man there Read more…
Without love of others, your vision of yourself is clouded. Those who walk in selfishness, do not experience life in full. Loss of riches fills the sleepless heart. Gain owns the thoughts of the day. Years flee, along with the life contained within. Forgotten or traded, names for numbers. He Read more…
Grace to you. Amidst trial, amidst fault and sin, My grace abounds, but only for a time. I call through My Spirit whom the Father calls to Me. I Am Jesus the Christ. I call many, but few respond. Some enter, but not by Me, and in the end do not Read more…
There is a way that seems right to a man, but in the end, leads to destruction. The counsel of My Spirit speaks to those nearing this destruction. It is not without notice this call. Heeded not, the pain of loss is felt again. The obedient instead, give prayers of Read more…
No greater than that which comes from God. Man cannot understand his own actions. Desperate for control, but even within himself, has little. Faith needs no control. True faith brings peace even in unspeakable calamity. The suffering soul rests as his heart trusts in He who has ultimate control. I call many Read more…
It does not have to be. The weight of sin adds greatly to trials already difficult. The toil of man is of his equipping. I do not ask of one to carry two, or he who can go ten to traverse twelve. The strength given to a man is sufficient Read more…
Abundance and scarcity are Mine. Famine and the overflowing, the seasons of want and plenty, come and retreat by My right hand. The wind and the calm, the wave and still, great storm and open sky, gentle breeze and torrent – each brought to life and extinguished again, falling and Read more…
Each for the Father’s glory, but for each one as well. I give life that your life might give again life. Not for yourself do you breathe, but for the will of the Father and those He has given to Me. There comes great plans for each life. Some called Read more…
My eyes seek he who does not curl under. The great tide comes, not of water, but of bitter sadness and loss. The world knows not its Creator, and its eyes grow dim to My Spirit, but you know My voice. You bear My light within you. Outward it must shine Read more…