A FARMER’S LAST WALK

Visiting my 96 year old friend, Mr. Nelson on this beautiful Kentucky afternoon would forever change how I awakened each day for the rest of my life.  I approached the screen door along the side of his farm house beside the old well-pump as I did many times...

My Cup Overflows in the Early Morning

As followers of Jesus Christ, we awaken each day and know in our very own depths of existence how we should become, speak, ask and acknowledge His sovereignty…but sometimes, God reveals himself right in the midst of our darkest moments to remind us how bright His...

The Spirit Gives in a Picture Taken

I recall a time visiting with my Great-Grandmother during the holiday season. She had all her beautiful decorations put up on display sparkling and glittering through the house with every turning doorway.  I mean, this house was a time capsule for Christmas and all...

One Last Door to Open

Many years ago I would visit a close friend of mine, Willy, out in the beautiful, rolling hills of Kentucky.  I can still remember the sound of the gravel popping and turning among the tires and the uncut grass that reached for my vehicle as I drove up the...

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