Tempest Tossed

My thanks to the LORD, even as the clock strikes twelve on my birthday, to remind me yet again to look on Him. My soul had rested like Sardis, and of such this verse speaks to me: Revelation 3:2 “Be watchful, and strengthen the things which remain, that are ready to die: for I have […]

As a weaned child

“…my soul is even as a weaned child.” Psalm 131:2 O LORD my God, may e’er I humbly sit as list’ning child to hear Thee ‘fore Thy feet, Thy timeless truths and testimonies sure, which endless worldly wealth will ne’er procure. May e’er I humbly learn Thy wondrous words of wisdom, pure, untainted with sin’s […]