Stand Your Ground

Praying through Ephesians 6 this morning, I started noticing all the possessive words.  The armour? It’s God’s. The schemes? They are the Devil’s.  The struggle? Well, that’s mine. But you know what else is mine in this passage?  The ground.  “…stand your ground…” I am standing on legitimate ground.  I am not trespassing.  This is my inheritance.  It’s my birthright and my…

Advent — rising up even as the frost falls

A voice was saying, “Cry out!” Another said, “What should I cry out?” “All humanity is grass, and all its goodness is like the flower of the field. The grass withers, the flowers fade when the breath of the Lord blows on them; indeed, the people are grass. The grass withers, the flowers fade, but…