Jim Hawkins

Honoring Our Parents “Families are forever, our children.” After my dad passed away in 2001, life changed in ways I never could have imagined. My mom bought the house next door to the old home place and moved in, and my family and I moved into the original house. It

Discernment, Grace, and the Heart As I move through life, I’ve learned to keep my yes and my no firmly in place. Discernment has become essential—not as a weapon, but as protection. People will always try to pull me in different directions, yet clarity comes when I remain

Beyond the Image While driving to church recently, praying for a visiting minister, a simple moment on the freeway stirred a deeper question in my heart. Up ahead, a state police vehicle was parked on the shoulder, partially blocking traffic. There were no flashing lights visible from the front. Everything

Living at the Intersection of Heaven and Earth There is a dimension of human consciousness that many never pause to consider. I don’t present this as a universal framework, nor do I insist that everyone must see it as I do. This is simply my lived understanding—one that

It’s a quiet morning across the Illinois River. The leaves have thinned, and the air has turned that familiar shade of late winter stillness. From where I sit in my little retirement house, I can see the slow rhythm of life around Peoria — the kind of rhythm that gives

There is something profound about being aware—not just of where you are, but of who you are becoming. Life moves forward in time, yet there is an eternal thread woven through every moment. Sometimes it feels as though we are writing our story freely, and other times as though

Grace Beyond Perfection There is nothing more hurtful than being rejected for who you are. Discovering that someone does not accept you because you fall short in some area of life can wound deeply. Many of us search for true love while quietly wondering where it can actually be found.

Guidance, Trust, and the Quiet Hand That Leads There are days when the wind rustles through the branches, and it feels like more than wind. It’s subtle—an unseen stirring that catches our attention just long enough to wonder: Was that something? Someone? A sign? Then we shrug it

Note from Jim Each morning, I spend time listening — not just with my mind, but with my spirit. There’s a stillness where words rise like light, and messages from the higher realms begin to flow. What follows is one of those messages — a devotional shared from the Holy Spirit,

There are days when the world feels like a whisper—soft, subtle, yet unmistakably real. The kind of whisper carried on a wind you can’t see but can always feel. The love that cannot be explained. The thoughts that rise from the secret places within. Today carries that kind