
Scattered Light
When at your computer with a spark in your brain, You might wonder if your words sound insane. Remember that influence sneaking in like light—

When at your computer with a spark in your brain, You might wonder if your words sound insane. Remember that influence sneaking in like light—

When the nighttime starts its thinking and your busy day is done, All your thoughts begin to wander where they cannot hide or run. What

Oh, the people I meet on this long writing road. Some have lifted my spirit and lightened my load. They point me toward wisdom when

Come bow before the Lord today. Kneel and praise his name. He is the One who made us all. Our Maker stays the same. We’re

We grumble at change and pretend it’s not so, But change keeps on changing us, helping us grow. God works in the quiet, the slow,

Long ago and far away, in lands of dust and desert breeze, God used prophets, often to teach, but not always to please. People were

A writer sat wondering, “Oh what do I do? My pages look empty, my confidence too.” God hadn’t said, “Your book will be grand,” For

“Our God can deliver us. We know that’s true. He can do for us whatever he wants to do. But even if rescue should not

Fix your mind on words the Lord wants to share, For he gives messages that are precious and rare. You can trust him to guide

When folks go searching far and wide For hope that somehow likes to hide, They are looking in all the wrong places— When hope can

When writing feels heavy and hope’s running thin And you stare at the page, wondering where to begin, Remember, dear writer, that with Jesus you

The Amish were in. Then the Vampires took flight. Next, an Amish vampire book came out overnight. But chasing what’s hot is a game that