Faith

He Is Risen! Indeed He is Risen! In 1996, Bill and Gloria Gaither, Jonathan Pierce, and Squire Parsons composed BECAUSE HE LIVES. There are three magnificent stanzas and the chorus is sung twice: “Because He lives, I can face tomorrow! Because He lives, All fear is gone.

My back porch had been needing some attention for several weeks. I had been having some health problems. So, I had let it go. Today, I had my outside broom out and I tackled the job. There were spider webs on the wall and the ceiling. There were leaves all over the floor.

When we seek God, we seize the day. He is Holy. He is Love. He is Just, and He is Omnipotent. He created us. He knows our hearts. His is the Power and Glory. And His Kingdom come… is ahead and His will be done brings us joy daily… even when we squirm.

I woke up to total darkness. I could tell I was in my bed. But, where were the lights, that I always leave on? And why wasn’t the security light burning? Then, I remembered. I had gotten a notice, from the electricity company, the day before.

After some months of intense reflection, I have come to the conclusion that it is time for my insanity to retire. The evidence before me is so overwhelming that I'm not sure I have any other choice. And believe me, I have looked.

The phone rang and I answered. It was one of those recording sounding voices.

Bouncing back from weeks of being sick is not as easy as it used to be when I was younger. I guess that's the cost of getting old.

Our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ was on a mission to live among us sinners, teach what would get us on the right track, and give us everlasting life, should we choose. The choice really does occur… as even to read about it now. Ironically, each decision we make affects everyone.

It was Wednesday. That meant church that night. I was almost ready. I just had to fix my hair. That’s when the storm hit. I decided, I better do my hair, now. Just in case the electricity went off. Just as I began, the lights went blink, blink and then nothing. I wish, I had started a bit sooner.

For some reason, the other week I thought of my maternal grandfather, after whom I was named. He had a farm up in the hills of Pennsylvania, and when I would visit, my cousins and I would get together and make fun of old grandpa.