Recycled Trash
June 28, 2026
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Do you remember what the old saying is about? The adage simply says, “Garbage in. Garbage out.” Well let’s tip that old phrase and give
Do you remember what the old saying is about? The adage simply says, “Garbage in. Garbage out.” Well let’s tip that old phrase and give
We often forget what mercy had planned: That God would live as one of us in this land. When Jesus took flesh, our new life
Frank didn’t like writing at all—nope, not a smidge. He typed code, managed business, and walked the bridge. The work paid the bills, so he
I once stared at the monitor with the page so bright. “I’m in control,” I said, “making everything just right.” I planned every chapter, placed
I hurried ahead with a tick-tick and tick-tock, Tapped on my watch, then stared at the clock. “Why isn’t it happening right now?” I cried,
Puzzled, people considered my suit, and stared at my shoes. “Where’d you study?” they said. “What school did you choose?” “What doctorate letters come after
Sharing God’s glory—now that’s something grand. It’s growing in his nature as we walk hand-in-hand. A heart that’s washed clean, as only God can do,
When you start your first draft, fling the doors open wide. Let your thoughts tumble out. Don’t fence them inside. No tiptoeing, no whispering, no
Today we should peek at the why and the when, At heartfelt sparks that inspire now and again. Why words tap your shoulder and whisper,
Oh scientists peer with a squint and a stare, At stars way up there, things up in the air. They measure and test with a
I once said, “Map it all out—every mile, every bend. Know where you’re going right up to the end.” But walking with God follows a
Obedience showed up wearing soft velvet shoes, While Sacrifice boomed with the sound of “Choose!” “I’m louder,” Sacrifice said. “I sparkle and shout.” But God