Morning Harmony

September dawns to cooling air. Opened windows, opened porch! Chirping wrens, cawing jays and running water please my ear. I walk to the pond’s edge to this surprise. Living worlds await my eyes: Flowing water, frogs, fish and flowering lotus. Lord, have mercy! You are a wonder to behold!

The Soil of Humility

The root of humility is “humus,” meaning “earth” as in “soil.” With dry eyes this morning, while reading Scripture, I was thinking in a negative light about someone, and I felt a tear rolling down my cheek. “Could this be God’s tear?” I wondered. His sadness enlightened me to a lack of humility in thatContinue reading “The Soil of Humility”