by Space Welch | Feb 2, 2022 | Intimacy with Christ, Miscellaneous Musings, Redemption and Grace
“What then shall we say to these things? If God is for us, who is against us? He who did not spare His own Son, but delivered Him over for us all, how will He not also with Him freely give us all things? Who will bring a charge against God’s elect? God...
by Space Welch | Jan 18, 2022 | Intimacy with Christ, Miscellaneous Musings, Redemption and Grace
“For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory that is to be revealed to us. For the anxious longing of the creation waits eagerly for the revealing of the sons of God. For the creation was subjected to...
by Space Welch | Jan 17, 2022 | Intimacy with Christ, Miscellaneous Musings, Redemption and Grace
Fighting my way through the sludge of distraction and discouragement, I found my way to the rocking chair with the small, round table set before it… a place of invitation for me. A place to sit, be still, gaze at the mammoth snowflakes adorning the forest...
by Space Welch | Oct 27, 2021 | Celebration and Wonder, Intimacy with Christ, Miscellaneous Musings
We drove the Kancamagus Highway in early October, prime time for the spectrum of Fall colors… but it wasn’t. The colors were beginning to pop, but they hadn’t hit peak yet. In fact, many of the colors had yet to change. Smiles kept remarking on...
by Space Welch | Aug 26, 2021 | Celebration and Wonder, Intimacy with Christ, Miscellaneous Musings
Lately, my brain has been feeling like a bouncy ball someone unleashed on the inner walls of my skull. It’s not pleasant. In fact, today I was feeling snappy and unkind in my heart because of the anxious feeling in my brain. I think I might be trying to spin...
by Space Welch | Apr 8, 2021 | Community and Discipleship, Intimacy with Christ
I received an email from my stepdad a couple of days ago which caused all of us recipients to start praying hard and fast. It said that my mom’s pacemaker had shifted and broke through her skin. As though it wasn’t enough that my mom, in her...
