Purple Splash of Glory

Inside My Wildest Dreams

This week’s dreams have been unusually intense…

Too many people don’t get this. They view Jesus’ death as a tragic mistake…

Being under pandemic lockdown hasn’t helped. It’s like we’re walking a treadmill, unsure about the future…

Would WE willingly live destitute, dressed in rags and animal skins, wandering in caves and holes in the ground?

I’m not depressed, exactly, but I’m not my bouncy old self, either…

She risked her life for two strangers, and her ‘welcoming’ was a full embrace of the one true God…

These are not only one-time -only decisions, but ongoing choices to keep swimming in the opposite direction…

I don’t want to be enslaved to a patch of grass, but I also don’t want to be the neighborhood dandelion factory…

God orchestrates the world’s second-greatest rescue tale based on a mother’s instinct…

Be not like the Gentiles, who panic, hoard, and fear-monger..