Prayer: Light of Glory and Grace

An angel overlooking a spirit rising from the grace toward Chris who is breaking through stormy clouds to greet other souls who are joining Him.

Jesus, when my soul was weary in the darkness, You cast Your light so that I could have a look at a free and abundant life. When I turned my eyes upon You and looked full in Your wonderful face, the things of earth grew strangely dim in the light of Your glory and Grace.

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A Prayer Request

A woman weeping into her hands in prayer.

I received a prayer request last night from someone in crisis. I ask all who are followers of my profile and group, “Heaven’s Backyard” on Gab, to join me in prayer for him or her. The specifics are not important to publicly share. God knows his situation and need. Let us just pray now to the Lord who is attentive to the prayers of those who desire Him above all.

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Hope in God Takes Nothing More | Walk with Jesus

The song in this video, “Takes Nothing More” is my personal anthem of faith in the Lord who gives hope.

Freely Share this video with a loved one.  Give this reassurance that, with God, they need not fear; for He does great things out of love for those who reach for His righteous hand.

Do not fear, for I am with you; Do not anxiously look about you, for I am your God. I will strengthen you, surely I will help you, Surely I will uphold you with My righteous right hand.– Isaiah 41:10 (NASB)

Takes Nothing More: The Song

In 2002, I was inspired in a prayerful time of devotion to write this song. I had just emerged from the shadow of the nethermost valley in my life.

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My Thanksgiving

Happy Thanksgiving decorative image.

I am thankful for the one true God upon whom I am turning my eyes this very day. For I have learned that, as I rely upon Him in all uncertainty, He comforts me with a blessed assurance:

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The Right Medicine for My Worst Anxiety

The shadowy figure of a stressed man sits on a bench looking to the ground.

The soul experiences the effect of ungodly fear while in the hold of its earthly vessel. The hull of its ship, crafted from mere flesh and bone, is rickety and could buckle against the strain of life’s most turbulent waters; none of us are built so sturdy that we could indefinitely withstand the savage forces of nature.

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