by Lynn Jackson | Oct 14, 2023 | Frustration, Heavenly Father, Looking, Perspective, Suffering
Fingerprints are evidence that someone was present. Do your recognize God’s fingerprints in your everyday life? Do you see them in the hard places? Hard places can feel like a type of prison. Prison is a place of confinement or involuntary restraint. Could that be...
by Lynn Jackson | Sep 6, 2022 | Cynicism, Heavenly Father, Holy Spirit, Joy, Looking, Perspective, Prayer, Relationship, Trust
Cat In The Hat Theology We have a cascading rock water fountain on our back porch. It’s only 2 feet high but it brings me so much pleasure! I even leave it on when I am in the house, so I can hear the water trickle. It refreshes my soul! There is something about...
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 | 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...
by Lynn Jackson | Dec 6, 2018 | Boundaries, Heavenly Father, LIsten, Looking, Obedience, Parenting, Perspective, Relationship
Pssst……. I don’t remember how, but I have a hunch chocolate chips were involved. Our children were trained by the age of 3; when they heard my “Pssst…”, to look up into the eyes of momma. Once our eyes met, it only took a movement of my head, facial expression or a...
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