I was born seventy three years ago in Owensboro Kentucky - a pretty little city perched along the Ohio River. I am a wife, mother, and grandmother and I have a rich heritage in memories from which to draw. I recently began blogging true stories and incidents that have occurred in my life. I am now writing some stories of pure fiction glazed with truth. My desire is to gratify the reader and glorify my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. The Lord gifted me with humor and I enjoy passing it along.
Rhea B. has written 37 on Christian Women Online.
Psalm 118:14 The Lord is my strength and my SONG and He has become my Salvation! In times of brokenness, in times of seeing life through a dark prism, I search and find the Song of my life, my Lord. As I remain in His presence, He guides my focus, and I dwell on Him [...]
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I was entranced by my morning devotions as I came to a deeper understanding of a spiritual truth. The scripture, found in Mark 14, tells about a time in Bethany when Jesus was enjoying a meal with friends. Not just ordinary friends ~Jesus had some very interesting friends ~ Simon, His host, was an ex-leper. [...]
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I ask: What was achieved on the cross? PROPITIATION: Appeasement of an offended party from wrath or anger. REDEMPTION: What is required in order to liberate from oppression, enslavement, or another type of binding obligation. JUSTIFICATION: Divine, forensic act of God, based on the work of Christ upon the cross, whereby a sinner is pronounced [...]
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Oh my goodness, here I am again peering out the window on the door by my computer desk; this is my favorite spot in the house. The sun is beaming long, streaking fingers through the dark, roof scraping angry clouds that are still hanging around in the west. It looks as though we may have [...]
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In Jeremiah’s era, war was everywhere, and the little country of Judah was right in the middle of it. Reading about this, I find myself enmeshed in the smells, sounds, and colors of his day, the wildness of the people, the sin and disobedience they so willfully displayed. Through the clamor of screaming, shouting masses, [...]
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Those things we remember from childhood can be heart-breakingly sad, blue skies and fluffy white cloud happy, chuckle funny… in fact they run the gamut of our emotions, only in primary Technicolor hues and are usually outlined in thick black lines! My husband just reminded me of the ditty he, as a young boy, ended [...]
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I am thanking the Lord this evening for the springtime finally arriving in Kentucky in all of its “God blessed” glory. I think it may be all the sweeter for having arrived late. I n these fresh days, I find myself singing for no reason, and there is energy in my outer and inner self ~ it having been AWOL most recently.
Father, you know me completely; You provide the things that draw music from my heart, and You give me the needed attitude to praise in joy; You comfort me by Your Holy Spirit in “off-times.” You meet my need in all seasons, and I worship You gratefully in the twilight of this day.
I thank you Jesus, for lavishing your love on me. In all the seasons during the year, and in all the seasons of my life, You are with me.
The epitome of Spring:
Songs of Songs 2:11-13 “Winter is passed; the rain has stopped; flowers cover the earth; it is time to sing. The cooing of doves is heard in our land.”
Ah Father God, thank you.
~Rhea