The Work and Joy My Children Bring
My Children “The Work and Joy My Children Bring” Written on January 26, 1993 In the night I hear a cry. When I wake up I think I’d rather die, Then I think of…
Dreams, Visions, and God’s Word
The article I am writing is in response to the eighth article in David Wickey’s eight-part series entitled “Buy of Me Gold Tried in the Fire.” To read the article I am responding to, please…
True Forgiveness
We hear a lot about forgiveness. There are many books, articles, and quotes about what forgiveness is or isn’t. I’m about to add my understanding of it to the big pile. Some of the ideas…
If I’m Deceived, How Am I Going to Know It?, By MP
Hello. Someone gave me the Amish Voice, and I thought there were some good articles in there. I really appreciated the last article that I read, “Living in the Stronghold of Deception.” It’s so easy,…
Beware of False Prophets, By RCY
The Bible tells us to beware of false prophets. Search your heart, and can you truthfully say from the bottom of your heart that there is nothing wrong with smartphones and all that other modern…
You Are Precious, Mother Mine
(I wrote this poem as my mother lay on her deathbed.) Someday your mother, young and strong, Telling you “No” all day long, Will be in an unlikely state. You will cherish it if not…
Love for the Lord Jesus
If any man love not the Lord Jesus Christ, let him be Anathema Maranatha (1 Corinthians 16:22). I’ve been thinking a lot lately about what it means to love the Lord Jesus. Everyone wants to…
Knocking on the Wrong Door
There are many, many different beliefs in the world. There are even hundreds or thousands of different groups that all claim to be right, and they each say that they are following the Bible. How…
Grieving God’s Heart
Psalm 78:40-42 tells us how often the Israelites provoked God in the wilderness and grieved Him in the desert! Yes, again and again they tempted God and limited the Holy One of Israel. They did…
Garment of Praise
This morning I felt as though I had a cloud of heaviness hanging over me. Everything looked dark and futile. My past sins and mistakes seemed to be all I could see, and I heard…