The Call to Sacrifice

Early every morning, the local muezzin begins his call, asking all those who hear him to pray.  I’ve lived here long enough now, that it doesn’t usually wake me up anymore.  However, this morning was a little different. The call was markedly louder than usual and the usual muezzin was replaced by someone very talented in his singing/chanting.  Today … More The Call to Sacrifice

Dancing Queen

I’ve lived in the Middle East for awhile now. I have studied the language, learned to play the music, and appreciate the art. Oriental dancing, however, alludes me. I grew up in America, so I never learned to make my hips do whatever it is that they’re supposed to do in oriental style dancing. My … More Dancing Queen

The filling

My prayer from my journal this morning (and my prayer for those in my life): I sense the sweetness of your Spirit flooding my soul. Refill me. Refill me every minute. So often I sense a filling of your Spirit in my life and then, like getting out of a pool on a hot day, … More The filling