by Garris Elkins | Jul 13, 2017 | Hope, Joy, Prayer, Prophecy, Teaching, Worship
Have you ever started to sing the opening lines of an old song but forget the rest of the lyrics? You sounded great singing the first few words then mumbled the remainder of the chorus hoping you might recall the lyrics. I just did that with an old 60’s song. As I was...
by Garris Elkins | Jul 9, 2017 | Courage, Discipleship, Family, Fear, Freedom, Joy, Peace, Pride, Relationships
Earlier this week, Jan and I had dinner with friends at a nice restaurant. Shortly after being seated, a young family sat at the table next to us with three young kids. Our child-rearing years took place decades ago. We smiled as the parents tried to herd cats and eat...
by Garris Elkins | Jun 28, 2017 | Faith, Joy, Peace, Trust
The image I was seeing in the Spirit was depressing. I felt for the person I was watching. I saw them walking through a difficult season of life with heavy feet. Their feet were so heavy they could barely shuffle along the floor sliding one foot in front of the other....
by Garris Elkins | Jun 1, 2017 | Courage, Faith, Fear, Future, Hope, Joy, Mercy, Peace, Prophecy
As a morning person, I am up well before the dawn, even in summer when the days are long and the sun rises earlier in the day. I love the quiet of early morning. I’m sure those who are night owls feel the same way about the quiet of late night when they are alone with...
by Garris Elkins | May 16, 2017 | Death, Deliverance, Faith, Forgiveness, Freedom, Future, Hope, Joy, Peace, Promise, Redemption, Resurrection, Thankfulness, Trust
A time in your life when something was killed – a dream, a relationship, a hope – is now being redefined and restored. The memories of sorrow will give way to something new. The stench of death and loss will be replaced with the fragrance of life and...
by Garris Elkins | May 9, 2017 | Favor, Gifts, Joy, Provision
We have a white picket fence that surrounds our front yard. A small gate opens between two wooden posts that lead up a brick path to our front door. Over time the gate hinges have become loose. Each time the gate opens it emits a distinct rubbing sound. Jan wants me...
