Hope in the Valley in the middle of a valley bone-filled, dead i looked all around my heart filled with dread life seemed hopeless while some looked away God spoke life to my spirit that day even in the shadow you need not fear draw close by my side your Shepherd is...
Peering beneath the edge of the steel frame where the carpet and dark space intersect, I imagined all sorts of evil lurking in the five inches of space beneath the mattress and covers. Nibbling at the edge of a fingernail, I shifted from side to side considering my...
The place name dogged me all week–my thoughts returning again and again to the words of John 18:5. When he had finished praying, Jesus left with his disciples and crossed the Kidron Valley. On the other side there was a garden, and he and his disciples went into...
I vividly remember standing beneath the wooden doorframe of my bedroom–terrified of the imagined evil lurking in the five inches of space beneath mattress and covers. I stood motionless…weighing the options. The risks? Certain punishment if I refused to quickly...
Perched atop a weather worn balcony, my gaze sweeps the views afforded by the Arkansas River valley. Surrounded on every side by mountains, the prairie splays wide between–a broad swath of sun kissed grasses and gray-green sagebrush. Barbed wire fences zig zag...