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It seems that we have wanted someone else as a mediator between us and God ever since the fall of man in the Garden of Eden. Adam and Eve walked with Him in the Garden, communing on a personal level. The sinful nature we now have does not want this. We seem to want to 'hide' behind bushes from God. We want to hide behind a priest of some sort. It was what the people of Israel chose when God tried speaking to them directly.



...When the people saw the thunder and lightning and heard… Continue

I have heard the heart-cry of many who believe they have failed in raising their children because of how they turned out. One of the many condemnations we put on ourselves (and on others) is this idea that anything that does not end up as being perfect fruit proves our incompetency or lack of spiritual correctness.



Nothing effects us in this life more than our children I think. We delight in them, we agonize over them. If they make a bad choice, or turn out less-than-perfect compared… Continue

Life is like a road. For the majority, it is a large super highway.

It is an easy-coasting road, with many lanes to choose from, all leading to the same destination.



The Bible is our road map for the journey. The map points us to a road 'less travelled' , named Yahushua. Some of us get off the highway and start driving this narrow road. Contrary to the statement: "The straight and narrow" it is actually a very winding road, with a lot of twists and turns. It is anything but… Continue

The Ten Commandments. What do they mean to you? Law? A chain around your neck? Something long since passed away? Something on the court house wall to be debated?



The Physical and financial crisis' in my life over the last few years have driven me to seek God's truths more than I ever have before. There are only two choices to take during times like this; Life or Death. I have chosen life. My cry to our Father is to know His ways, to walk in His ways, to please Him, and to be… Continue

A fellow stopped to listen while I was playing guitar out in the yard by myself the other day.

It was sunny and perfect out.

He was soon singing along and even dancing, as I played some choruses and old love songs.

People passing by on the road must have thought us strange.

"...Wherever two or more are gathered, in My name, there am I in their midst..." came to mind.

I was challenged: "Would you be prepared to let this be as large a group to ever play for again?"

I… Continue