I remember walking home from kindergarten holding my father’s hand. Our family church was where I attended kindergarten in the suburbs of Baltimore, Maryland. After we crossed Harford Road in front of the church and headed home, I asked my father what he thought it was like to be a preacher. He was silent for…
Tag: Psalm 102
A Return to First Things
It was the third of July, and I knew what I was going to say. It wasn’t going to be a spontaneous eruption of facts and emotions. I prepared what I wanted to share without flying off the cuff. It was concise, passionate and honorable. I believe Dad was proud. It was his funeral. I…
It’s Easy Not to Write
Write this down for the next generation so people not yet born will praise God. . . . – Psalm 102, The Message Its easy not to write. – William Goldman At a break during my shift Thanksgiving night the next morning’s Psalm came to mind, Yes, Thursday night Friday morning’s psalm entered my consciousness….
Unless the Lord Writes . . .
Unless the Lord builds the house, those who build it labor in vain. Unless the Lord guards the city, the guard keeps watch in vain. – Psalm 127: 1 God seeks covenant partnership with us, partnering with his will and way. Are we to partner with God in building the house? That’s the question. Then, we ask,…
Pens From Heaven
After several weeks of being quiet in the blogosphere and limiting my writing to journaling, I felt inspiration return to me this week after seeing an article in Charisma Magazine. It was a blog post from Bill Yount, a prophetic word. It brought great encouragement to me in light of what I was told years…
Return
Several years ago when I was reading, again, Psalm 102 in The Message translation, I was captured surprisingly by the simplest of words. The word was, “Write.” Write this down for the next generation so people not yet born will praise God:“God looked out from his high holy place; from heaven he surveyed the earth.He…
Surveying the Earth
I got out of bed to go to the bathroom at 6:56 a.m. recently. As I walked through the bedroom, I thought 6:56 could be a chapter and verses. Zechariah came to mind again by time I made it back to the bedroom. I went back to sleep. I looked up Zech. 6: 5-6 when…
Furniture From Behind the Curtain
I dreamed earlier this week. There was a lot going on, including throwing Frisbees, but I mostly remember one thing. I walked into a room. A color, console TV was on. Someone was sitting on the carpeted floor in front of it. Dr. Charles Stanley, a Baptist TV preacher and author from First Baptist in…
Psalm 102 In The Message – A Review
Write this down for the next generation so people not yet born will praise God:“God looked out from his high holy place; from heaven he surveyed the earth.He listened to the groans of the doomed, he opened the doors of their death cells.”Write it so the story can be told in Zion, so God’s praise…
Revisiting Ezekiel
April came into the room where I sat one day this week. She said she had a job interview scheduled for later in the week. We both rejoiced. Subsequently, as I listened to worship music from my laptop, I heard Brian Johnson from Bethel Church in Redding, CA sing spontaneously, “Where you see dry bones,…
Psalm 102 in The Message 