
Getting to Give
We think we’ll be happy when we get more, With abundant possessions and more in store. But Jesus said, “No, that’s not the way. The

We think we’ll be happy when we get more, With abundant possessions and more in store. But Jesus said, “No, that’s not the way. The

There once was a boy with no love for a book. He’d glance at a page but never really look. He’d wiggle and giggle and

I searched in the cupboard. I looked on the chair, I checked the pantry, but no, it wasn’t there. I wanted that something I couldn’t

A thought comes as quickly as a blink of the eye. It flutters and whispers, “Oh, please give me a try.” But not every thought

I don’t go out seeking. I don’t go to beg. But podcasts do knock and pull at my leg. A few each year say, “Please,

I thought of the mess when I went my own way, The potholes, the pitfalls, the price I must pay. The shadows grew longer. My

Some say the truth can bend or sway, But truth stands firm, both night and day. No argument can make any truth new. It simply

Don’t hide your bright light in a box or a cup, For once it is covered, it never shows up. The world needs your words.

Some wear a mask when they walk in the door. They act like a saint but are something much more. Outside, they will blend with

Don’t hide your bright light in a box or a sack, For once it is covered, it might never come back. A candle needs air.

Our hero steps forward, a problem in hand. He stumbles and tumbles. Things don’t go as planned. Each fix that he tries brings him deeper

A writer once asked, “What is truth? Can it be? Is it hiding in words or the story I see?” But truth isn’t tricky, it’s