Christian Growth, Devotionals

Heart Healthy




We get a variety of advice from health experts on the best ways to prevent heart disease. Some problems are hereditary; yet, many ailments stem from risky life choices such as smoking, alcoholism, obesity and the lack of regular exercise. We desire heart health and longevity. To achieve rich and rewarding spiritual relationships with God, heart health is mandatory.

 “The meek shall eat and be satisfied: they shall praise the LORD that seek him; your heart shall live forever (Psalms 22:26 Scofield). Feed on the word. “Keep thy heart with all diligence; for out of it are the issues of life (Proverbs 5:23 Scofield). I sense the urgency to guard my heart, the seat of my emotions and will. Peace is sentry.

 And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus (Philippians 4:7 Scofield).”   

Christian Growth, Devotionals

Waiting At the Door




Do you have a dog at your house? Many times the family dog will wait at the door for the owner to let it inside. If the family goes away and leaves their dog outside, they often find the dog waiting at the door when they return. There is a reason for that. The dog loves the family and that is good. It is bad if sin lies at the door! Cain had it at his door.

 “So the LORD said to Cain, ‘Why are you angry? And why has your countenance fallen? If you do well, will you not be accepted? And if you do not do well, sin lies at the door. And its desire is for you, but you should rule over it (Genesis 4: 6-7 NKJ).” God gave Cain the opportunity to repent of evil attitudes of envy against his brother. Rejecting the warning, he plotted murder.

“Cain rose up against Abel his brother and killed him (Genesis 4:8b NKJ).” Sin knocked at Cain’s door and he invited it in. How tragic, that Cain refused to listen to God’s warning and advice to resist evil. Brother killed brother; parents grieved and Cain became an outcast. When sin waits at my door, I am in great danger and will recall God’s command to rule over it.

Short Stories

Cold, Cruel World




We must show the world what it expects to see, avoiding at all costs being different. I followed the crowd aimlessly, seeking approval, unknowingly putting myself in a place of danger many years ago…

Central New York State winters are brutal. Residents endure several feet of snow accumulation, often drifting across roadways, towering snow banks, and sub zero temperatures. On a typical winter day, I went to high school dressed for approval, not for the weather conditions.

At the sound of the final bell, my mind focused on going home. I gathered things from my locker, put on my coat and waited for the school bus. It would be the first of two. I lived in another school district, and linked with a bus from the school I once attended.

The first bus ride only lasted about fifteen minutes, with the driver stopping at a closed restaurant, dropping me off. The wait would not be long. I found shelter near the building, feeling cold, hoping the next bus would arrive soon.

Where is that bus? It never takes this long. I am so cold; I hate the cold!

 Even in the summer, I get cold hands and feet. Dad used to pick on me, saying my hands were as cold as Grandma’s.

 What can I do?

 The phone was inside the closed restaurant. Reality set in. I must have missed the bus; it was not coming. I would have to walk home.

I wore no hat or scarf because that would make me look like a creep! Boots were for old women; I looked sharp in flats. Gloves or mittens were for children and I sure did not bring those. The dress code in school meant just that,  girls were allowed to dresses and skirts, no slacks.  So, most of my body remained exposed to dangerous below zero temperatures. The walk home on a warm afternoon would have been a long stroll. On that day, it could have been a death march.

My hands and feet are numb.

I’d stop and ask to use some ones phone. Mom could not come to get me; she had no car and Dad was at work. I’d call a friend and ask if her mother could come to take me home.

 I knock on a door…

“Hi, can I use your phone? I missed my bus.”

“Sure, it’s right over there.”

The feeling is gone in my hands; somehow, I manage to dial the number.

“Hello Carol… I missed the bus from Fayetteville. Can your mother pick me up and take me home?….  Good, thanks.”

I wanted to cry but could not let anyone know how cold and afraid I was. I hung up the phone.

“You hung up the phone on your hand.”

Oh, no! What must she be thinking?

My friend arrived. I thanked the neighbors for letting me use their phone…

Again, I had to pretend I just needed a ride; I could not let the mother of my friend who was driving me home know how cold I felt. She dropped me off at my door and I rushed in.

I no longer needed to put up a front; I could be honest. I began to cry.

Mom became concerned. “What’s wrong? What’s the matter?”

 Sobbing, I answered.

“I missed the school bus and walked. I made it as far as I could and had to stop to use a neighbor’s phone. I called Carol asking her to get her mother to give me a ride.  I hung up the phone on my hand! I couldn’t even feel it! ”

“Get over to the sink! Run cold water on your hands!”

“Cold water?”

“You’ve got frost bite! We’ll warm it up a little at a time!”

 “It hurts! It hurts!”

“Keep your hands under the water!”

Gradually, normal feeling returned to my body. I put on warm clothing and rested in the security of my home.

Why do we seek approval of others at the risk of our own safety? Sadly, we do not only experience cold temperatures.

 We live in a cold cruel world…

Christian Growth, Devotionals

Calling Hours



Hospitals have calling hours enabling friends and family to share brief visits with the patients. A CLOCK

Funeral homes set aside specific calling hours for family and friends to pay their respects to the immediate family of the deceased. Calling hours offer structure in chaotic times. Yet, I am thankful to God for his invitation to call on him at any time.

 “…. and his mother named him Jabez saying, ‘Because I bore him with pain.’ Now Jabez called on the God of Israel saying, ‘Oh that Thou wouldst bless me indeed, and enlarge my border, and that Thy hand might be with me, and that Thou wouldst keep me from harm, that it may not pain me! And God granted him what he requested (1 Chronicles 4:9b-10 NAS).” The prayer room is open! A CALLING HOURS