by Lynn Jackson | Apr 27, 2021 | Cynicism, Discouragement, Heavenly Father, Joy, Prayer
I love envisioning being part of God’s vineyard. Imagining our Father God the loving, caring master gardener, Jesus The Vine and we, God’s children the branches. (see John 15) In light of that, when I read Psalm 102:4 “My heart is blighted and withered like grass; I...
by Lynn Jackson | Mar 16, 2021 | Heavenly Father, LIsten, Looking
We have all experienced it…when we want to do something but we know it is not best. There is a gentle, yet strong sense indicating disappointment-or worse, devastating consequences. I’m talking about that subtle, yet beyond instinct feeling. That feel or sense we...
by Lynn Jackson | Jan 22, 2021 | Heavenly Father, Looking, Perspective, Prayer, Relationship, Trust
Night. That dark place that begins at sunset and endures until sunrise. Night is the darkest time. And it can feel like it will never end. I remember camping as a single young woman. Leaving my tent in the middle of the night to find the campground rest room was...
by Lynn Jackson | Sep 18, 2020 | Heavenly Father, LIsten, Obedience, Perspective, Relationship, Trust
It feels like just yesterday, when our daughters, aged 7 and 5, were dressed in mommy and daddy’s clothes. The oldest in daddy’s suit, tie and hat with a painted mustache and beard. The youngest in one of my dresses, long beads, high heels and lipstick. They were...
by Lynn Jackson | Mar 21, 2020 | Fear, Heavenly Father, Leadership, Perspective, Prayer, Rest, Social Distancing, Trust
God is singing over His vineyard. Do you hear His voice of love during these uncertain times? But more than that, are you sensing what is in the heart of The Unseen One as He sings? How I love to ponder and then rest in God’s fatherly heart toward His children:...
by Lynn Jackson | Nov 18, 2019 | Heavenly Father, LIsten, Looking, Perspective, Prayer
“Miss Lynn, I talk to God but He doesn’t talk to me!” said my 7 year old friend. So I taped a hand written invitation to his door, inviting him for hot chocolate and a game of checkers on my front porch. I asked him, “When you read my invitation, who did you think...
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