We are canvases, (becoming paintings)


Everything that happens to each of us has eternal value. Everything you do to your friend, every sin you commit, every fleeting thought, every word, it all counts. Our fumbling with God’s painting turns out for good in the end for His glory by His sovereignty and complete goodness. We…

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Poem – That Tree

  This poem came to me the other day while I was feeling down, and very emotional–the latter is always the case if I write poetry at all. I had some thoughts for one of my blog posts, and when I went to write them down this poem came out….

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