O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory? I Corinthians 15:55. Praying about this article, I felt impressed to share the following poem that I wrote recently: Comfort and Hope Weep not as those who have no hope of life beyond the grave. This was the reason Jesus came. His precious life He gave. He rose again and this we know that death has lost its sting. The dead in Christ shall rise again and will forever sing. Just rest assured you’ll see once more this one you’ve laid to rest. Their faith was strong in…

“And said unto him, Hearest thou what these say? And Jesus saith unto them, Yea; have ye never read, Out of the mouth of babes and sucklings thou hast perfected praise?” (Matthew 21:26) Today as I listened to the conversation between two young children, ages 46 and 25-months-old, I was reminded of their childlike sincerity and total honesty. Yet, no malice. When I would hear the words please and thank you, I was quick to praise them for using such kind words and manners to each other. They seemed to do it more. As the mother of five and grandmother…

Matthew 11:28-30 NLT “Then Jesus said, “Come to me, all of you who are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you. Let me teach you, because I am humble and gentle at heart, and you will find rest for your souls.  For my yoke is easy to bear, and the burden I give you is light.” I’ve been doing a lot of reading lately, mostly about psychology and how our brains and minds work. One book mentioned that us as parents, can be a buffer for our children. To be a buffer for…