You’ll pardon me if I take another opportunity to talk about some of the growth developments and the spiritual changes we are seeing with the four grandchildren we are now raising.

Felicitations and Blessings, everyone! We are all aware of the cliché that comes with Friday: TGIF. Nope! Not for me, and not for our family! Our labors run seven days a week. Now, don’t get me wrong.  Sunday is a day of rest, and that’s because the total change of routine and activity is a break – and a rest – from the business activities that go on Monday through Saturday. But it is still a very busy day of ministry, of sharing, of teaching, etc., and the refreshing that comes in the presence of the Lord brings a rest that no amount of sleep can replace.

We began this series last week by noting that this is nothing less than a prophecy – a decree over our lives.

Some 40 plus years ago, the Lord began unfolding for me the 23rd Psalm in a revelatory way.

During the past months as I have been sharing this story, I've continued to remember events that would have caused this to grow considerably.

Greetings, Salutations and Blessings! There's lots more to tell, so let's get right to it!

Greetings and Solutions! Today, we were going to move on to the second part of Jesus' use of the two metaphors describing our authority in the earth -- the first one was the way we permeate and "season" our homes, our neighborhoods, our communities, etc., as salt -- and the second being our function in Christ as "the light of the world.

Good Morning! Gotta share a recent event that took place as an illustration of our continuing study of what it means to be "the salt of the earth."

And another TGIF day to you! If my calculations are correct, we have passed the 1,000 mark in these Coffee Break articles during the past few weeks -- and that spans a period which began in December of 2004 on a sporadic basis.

Peter and Janet Van Hierdan are friends we've known for the past nine years. We met under rather unusual circumstances during a tour of the National Cemetery in Washington, DC. Peter was walking in front of us, engaged in an animated discussion with a Canadian friend.