Tuesday, February 17, 2015






To order Daystar send check or money order  for $10 + $2 S&H to: Betty Spence, 3466 LeCoste Rd., Mobile, AL 36618 or email me at wordsmitty@bellsouth.net for other arrangements.

Sunday, February 15, 2015

Good news! After several years of writing effort, Daystar, my 40-day devotional book of reflections, prayers and poems has arrived. Take a look at the first devotion below to help you decide if Daystar would be a good Easter gift for a loved one.

Send $12 which includes shipping to the following address:
3446 LaCoste Road, Mobile, AL 36618. Phone: 251-649-4892.



Is That You, Lord?                                                      Day 1

   Blessed are the pure in heart: for they shall see God.  Matthew 5:8

     The risen Christ revealed himself to his followers in ways that were meaningful to them.  For Peter it was the empty tomb.  For John it was grave clothes folded and laid aside.  For Thomas it was the wounds
of Christ.  For Mary Magdalene it was a familiar voice calling her name.   
     Others among Christ’s followers also became persons of witness, believers for whom the resurrection was made real.  In each instance Christ’s followers were taken by holy surprise, which changed their plans not only for their day, but for their lives.
     What about you and me?  Have you, have I, become so familiar with the Easter narrative, do we know it all so well, or think we do, the mystery of faith no longer takes us by surprise?  Surely, the death and resurrection of Christ is a sacred ordeal which demands constant reexamination and reaffirmation of faith.

Afterglow:  The mysteries of salvation through the death, resurrection, and ascension of Christ will
never be fully realized in this life where at best we see through a glass darkly.  God is faithful, however, to help us grasp the mystery of mysteries in meaningful ways. 

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Discovering the Daystar
John 20:19

Groping  towards dawn
Mary comes to the palest of gardens,
stoops low beside the open tomb
and looks into the abyss.

Like an unenlightened stargazer
whose concentrated stare
overshoots a million suns,
she cannot believe her eyes.

But when One  she takes
 to be the keeper of the garden
whispers  “Mary”,
she turns to see who calls her name
and the Daystar rises.