“Signs of My Times” are messages I’ve discovered hither and yon that you might find amusing or inspiring. If you capture any worthwhile signs via camera, I would enjoy seeing them and perhaps posting at a later date. One of my favorites is the following telegram from Al in 1946. Read what Al requests. This sign on…
It was twilight on the Front Range of the Colorado Rockies. I was on a prairie road, tired and heading home. The drive was uneventful until there was this brown chicken in the middle of the road. Obviously, the hen had been hit by a car. I whizzed by; it wasn’t road kill yet, sitting so…
It was a gift to experience a 44-hour prayer fast recently on Praise Mountain in the Rockies. No, this isn’t a blog entry to make you feel guilty about not fasting. Trust me, I am a lowly white belt in the spiritual discipline. And some of you know that Jesus instructs us to fast in secret….