LIVING DANGEROUSLY UNTIL GOD STEPPED IN AND SAVED ME: Mikey St. John

I was living dangerously. I knew right from wrong then; but I was hesitant about accepting the Lord completely. “Why,” you may ask? Like many people who are living in the night, darkness looms heavily on the heads of the disgraceful. And yet the idea of departing this sinful world seemed so distasteful. And that…

THE SWEET SMELL OF ROSES: Mikey St. John

Where do I begin? I tell you this, our God is full of love. He watches over me day and night. And he makes himself known with the sweet smell of roses. Come near to God and he will come near to you. (James 4:8) My precious God overwhelms me with joy, so much joy….

THE PRICE OF LOVE: Mikey St. John

A world without love is ungodly. It is corrupted, unhinged, shaken, distorted, built on the foundation of sand whose destiny is darkness and death. No one will enter God’s kingdom without love, absolutely no one. Take these words to heart. Christ shew us this love as an example that we may follow. He took our…

REMEMBERING LOVE – WHEN LOVE WAS JOYFUL, AND NOTHING ELSE MATTERS: Mikey St. John

Remembering love — that hopeful, joyful, precious love, thoughtful and sweet, the way it was, godly, gentle, caring, patient, kind, unselfish, honest, loyal, when its light shined so brightly, and darkness vanished. Everyday seemed like yesterday, and yesterday seemed like today. Just beautiful and sweet and no one could tell the difference, because it always…

A GENTLE TOUCH: Mikey St. John

A gentle touch says more than a thousand words. A sweet embrace travels far, healing the soul as the human spirit becomes alive. A radiant smile is more refreshing than a brisk morning breeze. And should we cherish each other, this too is a blessing from God; there’s so much to gain from it. Being…

SHADE FOR THE VAST OCEAN by Mikey

Like everything in life, if you don’t nourish it, it will wither away and die: like that dream of yesteryear, the man you love with absolute certainty, the woman who gripped your heart with her tender claws setting it on fire that can’t be quench, the people whom you take for granted […] and life…