"Be an opener of doors for such as come after thee."
For some people, discussing the scientific explanation of a sunset ruins its charm. Not so with me. When I learned why we see those beautiful colors, the sunset became even more precious.
The first interesting fact I learned is that light isn’t actually white. It contains all the colors of the rainbow, all the time, and all the colors blend continuously in with one another. Does this make you question your view of reality? Maybe it should . . . Continue Reading…
I believe in Christianity as I believe that the sun has risen: not only because I see it, but because by it I see everything else.
C. S. Lewis, novelist, essayist, academic, Christian apologist
For since the creation of the world God’s invisible qualities—His eternal power and divine nature—have been clearly seen, being understood from what has been made. So that men are without excuse. Romans 1:20
As my sister and I sat watching the news one night, we were startled by a sound on the roof. A series of thuds indicated that a largish object had fallen from above, landed on the roof, and rolled into the garden. We looked out the window to see a branch crushing her small plot of purple flowers. The previous night’s storm had severed the branch from the neighbor’s tree, and today’s gentle breeze had shaken it loose. Continue Reading…
A man can no more diminish God’s glory by refusing to worship Him than a lunatic can put out the sun by scribbling the word ‘darkness’ on the walls of his cell.
C. S. Lewis, novelist, essayist, academic, Christian apologist
O taste and see that the Lord is good!
For as long as I’ve known her, Shirley DiRenzo has been feeding people. My first experience at her dinner table was about thirty-three years ago when my older sister Marcia let me tag along to an evening with new friends, Shirley and Tony. At sixteen, I was shy and awkward, wary of new situations. Tony and Shirley immediately disarmed me with their contagious good humor and warm welcome. I believe Shirley served stuffed shells with homemade sauce on the side, and I cleaned my plate . . . twice. Continue Reading…
It is nothing short of a transformed vision of reality that is able to see Christ as more real than the storm, love as more real than hatred, meekness more real than pride, long-suffering more real than annoyance, holiness more real than sin.
Elisabeth Elliot, author, missionary, mentor
My nephew turned nine this weekend, and his parents hosted the family party Friday night. (The laser tag kid party was Saturday, but I surpassed the age limit.) Since his male cousins were out of town, and several male adults arrived late (grandpas and uncles were golfing in a tournament and working overtime and such), for a while, he was stuck with mostly the women of his family, including three little girls, ages five, four, and six months.
But not to worry, he found plenty to do while he waited for cake and presents. He whipped up a duct tape wallet (his newest hobby), took a practice run on his dirt bike (he races regularly), and played with the baby.
Yup, he loves babies. Making contact with that sweet baby essence seems to turn this nine-year-old boy into a softie. Continue Reading…
Now I’m walking in the mornings, and it’s all my sister’s fault. As soon as I open my eyes, I experience this nagging feeling that I should be going somewhere. So instead of being here . . . Continue Reading…
I teach literature in a Christian high school by day and write inspirational fiction by night. I love to share heart-touching quotes and stories on my blog, Doorkeeper. I'm so glad you stopped by to visit me. Blessings! ~Renee Ann Smith~
