How wonderful it is to spend time alone with our Heavenly Father. Such precious moments can be compared to nothing else.
Contemplating life pre COVID-19, COVID-19 and post COVID-19.
Everyday is Easter for a follower of Christ.
Who will abide with me in the midst of COVID-19 killings and an uncertain future?
Day 4 and I’m pondering the meaning of life and death.
Have you ever wondered what you true purpose in life is? Have you had the feeling that there has to be more to life?
As I think about the meaning of Christmas, I am reminded that Jesus is the reason for the season. The Christ, Emmanuel, Jesus, my King!
A poem I wrote during worship time about what the salvation of Jesus means to me.
A poem about my heart being repossessed by God although it always belonged to Him.
As I graduate from keeping plants alive to propagating them, I realise that the joy i experience is not unlike what God the eternal gardener feels for us.