How do we get the strength to love? The source of love is GOD. He is our inexhaustible resource. When ever we feel strained as a love resource to others, it is a sign that we need to spend more time with the source, GOD the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. There are... Continue Reading →
There is this popular mantra often heard in Christians circles to help guide decisions, “What Would Jesus Do”. It is time to remove the question and simply “Do What Jesus Did”. YESHUA HAMASHIACH did not do what He “thought” the Father would do, He said He did whatsoever He “saw” The Father do. As the... Continue Reading →
To be born again, you must first die. The missionary can try to fix that up with whip cream and cherries and chocolate chips, but it will always be a bitter truth to those not fed up with their current life. If you love this current world, you will be offended by the cross. To... Continue Reading →
What do you think of when you think of your first love? Do you think of your first serious crush or perhaps the first person you gave yourself to. Now think…does that love still inspire you, fulfill you, strengthen you, protect you, give you peace, give you joy, give you life. YESHUA says, if you... Continue Reading →
Time races like a raging river, moving from east to west, from sunrise to sunset, dragging everything in its grasp along its course, However in this mighty river there are monuments as great stones that stand immovable, Stones that stand as memorials in time of momentous events that were life changing, When we learn from... Continue Reading →
The harvest is always so much more abundant than the seeds sown. It takes one peach seed to grow a peach tree but after the tree comes forth think about how many sweet peaches will be enjoyed. This relationship is not coincidental or happenstance but the whole process of sowing and reaping is a law... Continue Reading →
I wait for you at the well of my love but you will not come and drink. I call for you to come and you seem bothered by the invitation. I think maybe the drawing of the bucket is too much, so I make the well to run over. Yet you still will not come.... Continue Reading →
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