Wednesday, July 2, 2025
Wednesday, June 25, 2025
Salvation, Believe
Salvation
"Believe in Jesus Christ, and you will be saved."
Sounds easy enough. Just believe.
But if you believe in something, what does that mean?
Say you believe in "Climate Change", what happens?
Seems to me, you would read everything you could find about it, You would learn what steps you need to take in your life, to help lessen Climate Change, You would probably change your life, and lifestyle, and listen to the people who know the most about Climate Change.
Wouldn't believing in Jesus Christ, cause you to take similar actions. You would read and research about Jesus and His life. You would listen to what Jesus says about living your life, and believing in Him. Maybe you would change your lifestyle, hoping to show your love of, and belief in Jesus. Hoping to bring him more fully into your life, so you can be saved.
Maybe not as easy as you once thought, . . .But there is help every step of the journey.
The first step . . . . . . BELIEVE.
Friday, June 20, 2025
summer in the sand
hundred degrees in the sky and the sand,
winds blow daily,
mills run short of water on a daily basis,
summer in Nebraska,
in the sandhills of grass and yucca plants.
Saturday, June 7, 2025
Sunrise
the battle begins between the light and the darkness,
the fight difficult,
a struggle for the ages,
everyday,
until the battle ends,
and the sunrise begins.
Wednesday, May 28, 2025
Saturday, May 17, 2025
Knox
defender of our backyard,
and killer of snakes,
you are missed,
thank you for all the love shown,
after my cancer,
the world seemed right,
when I felt you jump onto my bed,
and snuggle in by my feet,
late at night,
after your nightly round,
throughout the house,
making sure all was well.
Saturday, May 3, 2025
Spring along the Dismal
spring along the Dismal,
a special time of year,
with sights and sounds,
and even smells,
to savor through the entire year,
deer along the river,
both doe and fawn, and buck,
turkeys heard a goggling in early morn,
as raindrops fall on clay banks,
creating a slippery muck,
Spring along the Dismal,
one of my favorite times of year.
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