• The Curtain.

    The Space Between Heaven And Earth Is Closer Than You Know. Somewhere between heaven and earth, there is a curtain. Not a physical one, but something more like a veil made of vapors and mist. It’s the place where God reaches out to touch us, and we reach out with all our might to receive whatever magnificent gifts he has to give. In between that veil and the earth is a path, like a tunnel that connects them together. I stood there today, not in my physical body, but in my spiritual one. I stood waiting to hear, or see, what beautiful words or stunning images God wanted to share…

  • THE LILY

    The early morning light was just beginning to show. Light barely cracking through the veil of darkness that was the night. The gentle rain that had poured out during the night had moved on down the valley. The ground was still wet and had left pools of water that small birds used to drink from and splash in for their morning bath. The trees all along the rocky path were filled with the birds’ songs. It was like a well-orchestrated symphony. Each song carried on the wind and signaled to its bird counterpart. “Here I am, my love.” They seemed to say.  Deep in the woods, there are no other…

  • The Bridge

    A young woman was standing on the edge of a canyon. She looks across to the other side and she sees a beautiful city. A city filled with hope and love. Everything about this city sparkles and shines. With everything in her, she wants to get to that city. When she looks down, she sees a huge chasm. It’s dark. It’s cold. It feels lifeless. One uncertain slip of her feet and it would send her careening down into this empty pit in front of her.  A dense fog has filled the canyon now. Her view of the city has become engulfed in the fog, and the fog surrounds her.…

  • Power of the Sword.

    A Look Inside Spiritual Warfare Atop the castle spire, the bright yellow flag rippled and shuddered in the high winds, its fabric making a loud slapping noise as it whipped the air. A wide moat surrounded the drawbridge, clanking in the wind, protecting the walls of the castle. Beyond the moat, the path split into two directions: one towards the drawbridge, the other away from it. A knight on a white horse, adorned in dazzling white armor and a lance in hand, stood poised for battle on the path below the castle that lead to the drawbridge. His helmet was there to protect his head from the darts and arrows…