Author Archives: Sara

Dear God, I want to, and I desire your help in guiding me to translate Light into words–to make Your Glory tangible to our finite senses that comes from Your infinite senses. I speak as the psalmist sings; “Beautiful words stir my heart and I will recite a lovely poem about the King for myContinue reading “My Morning Thoughts;”

Heavenly Father, I pray for Your Great Wisdom to speak and do. I pray for inner peace that propels me to do right and to show Your Light. Ugliness does not grow on Your Tree but happiness, joy and peace among other great ripe fruit. Please place more than a bar of steel between meContinue reading “My Evening Thoughts;”

By Christopher M. On March 24, 2001, I was at the Apple Campus for a developer class. Why is that date significant? It was the release of OS X 10.0 Cheetah. Being true Mac zealots, my friend and I drafted off an employee through the secure doors into the employee only cafeteria for lunch. ToContinue reading “My Steve Jobs’ Moment”

A storage shed… The Heart cries; Let me be a Heart! No! says, the secrets of old; I need you for a storage shed. Why? Why? Why? Says, the blood that pumps the Heart? Easy to know says the sad, sad soul; I have secrets hidden deep within.

Happy to say; The Daily Lily once again was able to reinvest in three different groups. As you know we invested and as the loans are paid back we get to reinvest again. How joyful! “This is an update on your loan to Misiratkhan’s Group in Kyrgyzstan. Thanks to you and 33 other Kiva Lenders,Continue reading “Our Kiva-loans that change lives:”

There is a crowd in one’s mind; It takes a lot of oxygen to survive. It drains the mind like a battery drains its power supply. A Crowded Mind leaves the body deficient and anemic of hope and colorless of joy. It scans the soul like an MRI with contrast. Telling the story of anContinue reading “A CROWDED MIND”

“This is the day the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it” (Psalm 118:24, NIV)

Get off her ME’s and get on her KNEES’S!

What does “Back to School” say to you?

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