Love will never stop Healing all our pain Nothing has been lost Realms of Glory gained This side of the cross We have now been raised...

Under my feet Lie the ashes of Babel The drug of the tree That was toxic and fatal But this garden of peace Is luscious and graceful In...

Camellia Bench I stumbled across a seat Strewn with camellia petals So magnificently posed And richly spread How could I sit down on it...

I have an enemy, and he's called Shame, Courtesy of Jan Jones He walks close beside me, and he knows my name He whispers, "It's your...

It is common to make presumptions, thinking that we know what God wants to do or say, yet we have not asked him. This usually comes from...

The early years of the church's riches were spilled out on beggars, the downcast, & the broken; a bond of togetherness, sharing all things.