Greg lucord's Blog (6)

Sunrises represent a new day, and a new opportunity.  Although none of us are guaranteed tomorrow, each sunrise brings with it a guarantee of new challenges, chances, and constant reminders of the Almighty God’s presence and love that he has for us all.

Having faced a life saving surgery, I have come to understand and appreciate even more that everyday is a gift, and everyday is a blessing.  We need only the ability to recognize the many ways in which these gifts and blessings are…

One morning I was sitting out on my back porch. The time of year was one where the trees behind the storage shed were full of leaves. As my view turned to the motion of the leaves brought on by a mild breeze, I was stunned and truly amazed at what I saw! There was a small space within the leaves on the trees where the clouds and sky could clearly be seen. This image was a CROSS!!

A CROSS! This image remained almost daily throughout the summer and fall months until the leaves had…

For me, sunrises have always been special. They signify the beginning of a new day bringing with it a sense of calm. I use to think it was to help me remember the numerous fishing trips with my grandparents when I was a youth.  As I have grown older, they’ve become a peaceful time to reflect on the prior day, and a time to plan for the day ahead. Never though, until this past year, did I actually take the time to truly understand that these were signs from the Creator, and reminders of his…

Every homeowner knows that one of the most important attributes of a good home is one that has a strong base. Certainly one would not purchase a home that had a weakened or damaged foundation unless they were in the business of fixing/repairing them.

Following the aftermath of a major storm such as an earthquake, flood, or hurricane, one of the most important questions that face a homeowner is damage, especially any done to the walls, floors, or cracks in the…

EXCERPT FROM MY BOOK DAILY REMINDERS

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Days after my discharge from the hospital my father told me that I had been at deaths door, and the reason the door was closed was because the Good Lord wasn’t finished with me and that I still had work he needed me to do.

I’ve yet to recognize exactly what work it is that the Lord wanted me to do. I may never know. Perhaps it was becoming a mentor to a couple of teenagers one summer as…