Find Your Own Place

One female oriole ventured to an empty place, but before she could even get her beak into the tasty purple jelly, one male bird chided loudly in bird language, “Find your own place!”  Which she did – in the nearby pine tree.

What Unravels You?

His world was about to fall apart.  He felt like a ship lost at sea with a broken-down engine, a damaged rudder, and mal-functioning radar, and no sign of rescue in a raging storm.  He began to unravel at the seams.

Hope is an Anchor of the Soul

His shrieks could be heard day and night in the nearby village.  The people of the village tried to shackle him – not to help him, but to silence him.  But they could not subdue the wretched man. He gave up hope, UNTIL

Jesus stepped out of a boat and into the man’s tortured world.