Prayerful Pondering

by Pat Luffman Rowland

Author: Pat Luffman Rowland

  • We fall down,we lay our crownsat the feet of Jesus. This was the music playing to call our prayer group to worship. Suddenly came a strong vision of my grandmother kneeling before Jesus with her gaze fixed solidly on Him. She saw only the One she had loved all her life and it was if…

  • There was only one thing my grandparents wanted each year for Christmas—for all their children to be home at once. That was the gift that brought tears to Papa’s eyes and radiance to Mama’s face. All seven children home with spouses and children. I think it was what gave all of us the best of…

  • I am reading an 1800s novel about a man who causes himself great heartache when he assumes something to be true solely based on what he sees. In the story, Larson is badly burned while away from home on business. He survives only by a godly couple’s determined care for his body and soul. He…

  • Goodbyes are especially hard for me. I just don’t handle them well — never have. It’s a part of me I don’t quite understand. When I took early retirement from a job that I loved, I refused the customary appreciation reception; I simply couldn’t bear to think how emotionally hard it would be. I had…

  • This day I am thankful for the more basic things of life:                 A lamp over my shoulder by which to read God’s word                 A warm fireplace to chase away the early morning chill                 The sun that brings morning light                 Coffee and food to begin my day I am thankful for a…

  • You care for people and animals alike, O Lord. — Psalm 36:6 NLT Thursday, December 27, 2007. It was going to be a special day for me at the Humane Society where I volunteered. We had decided to add another fur baby to our household and this was the day I would be leaving with…

  • Sometimes I have a flashback of an earlier time where I see a picture and maybe even catch a scent. I’m never prepared for that to happen, it just does. This morning it was of paper sack lunches during elementary school years. I grew up in a small town and life was simple. We were…

  • The Holy Spirit came like a mighty rushing wind!

  • My physical sight requires the help of physicians. So does my spiritual sight–by the Great Physician, Jesus.

  • Our Self Portrait

    How did you dress today? What will others remember most about you? If you are the story someone tells, will it be favorable?