Lord, my spirit is willing, but indeed, my flesh is weak. Look on me and remember I am but dust, yet Image-formed and God-breathed. Today is the day of “worship”. We all worship because You have created us for that end. It is the object worshiped that differs from man to man.
And on this day, even those of us who call You our object of worship will still worship self in some sense. Maybe that is a self-preservation you have built within; maybe it’s our constant battle to deny ourselves in order that we may truly find who we are.
Beckon my eyes heavenward, my heart to hush and listen to Your sweet voice, my soul to fall prostrate at your Majesty, my hands to cease and receive this day of rest as I simply bask in the love, comfort and power that is found in You…my Rock and my Redeemer.






The very reason I began this blog was my concern over what is happening in the family–namely, the Christian family. To say the institution of the family is under attack is an understatement. Some Christians have even joined in that attack, either actively or passively. Consequently, we are seeing greater intrusion upon the family than ever. Some defend the notion that “we make too big a deal over the family”, claiming that Christ was mainly interested in the individual. Some allow the very institutions that should be strengthening the family to segregate it.