I sat on my porch with my Bible in my lap and a hot mug of steamy in my hand. Early morning is my favorite time of day. Just me and Jesus and a smattering of birds.
I closed my Bible and looked out across the backyard. My eyes landed on a rounded mound of fur nestled in the grass under the willow tree. Read more…
911
Mom punched in the numbers and waited for the ambulance to arrive. She was having intense abdominal pains and the vomiting wouldn’t stop.
I got the call, and for the next six weeks sat by her bed and watched her slip away. We talked about everything from the distribution of her material possessions to the best shampoo for shiny hair. Read more…
I’m getting ready to get on a plane and head to Kentucky to speak at a women’s event. And a memory slid it’s way into my mind. Remember who you are and whose you are. You are not doing this on your own.
See, it was my first large speaking engagement about eighteen years ago. Read more…
I’ve been pondering this verse today: It is for freedom that Christ has set us free. Stand firm, then, and do not let yourselves be burdened again by a yoke of slavery (Galatians 5:1 NIV).
Most likely you can’t relate to being a slave, but maybe you can relate to the idea of being held captive in some area of your life. Read more…
2014
new year with new challenges…and a few old ones that slid right on over into 2014 like grease on a slick countertop.
Tell me, have you ever wanted to throw up your hands because the same old struggles cling to your heart and wrap around your soul.
“Why bother! I’ve prayed. I’ve tried. I’ve cried. Read more…
I messed up… again.
I didn’t even want to get back up.
I didn’t feel like I could.
But then I remembered a poem I had tucked in a book almost thirty years ago. I pulled it out. Read it. And got back up…again.
The Race
By D. H. Groberg
A children’s race–young boys, Read more…
Sometimes life doesn’t turn out the way we thought it would. Sometimes unexpected difficulties knock us off our feet and out of breath. Sometimes painful situations stab tender emotions already left fragile by past hurts.
In my own life, I’ve pondered the broken pieces of shattered dreams, and I’ve been amazed at what God has done with the pieces. Read more…
I have been so encouraged by so many of your comments over the past two weeks. It seems like you could be right on the verge of discovering or re-discovering something big God has for you.
So let me push you a little bit…prod you a smidgen…spur you on, as Paul would say.
The Bible tells us that God will supply what we need, Read more…
That’s exactly the quandary I found myself stuck in several years ago.
After I had gone to college for two years, I returned to my hometown to work as a dental hygienist. But the following spring, I felt a tug to return to college and continue my education. I prayed and looked into various programs, but couldn’t get clear direction from God. Read more…
I love Moses. I can so relate to him.
[tweetherder]When Moses thought he was ready to do great things for God, he wasn’t. And then when he thought he wasn’t ready, he was![/tweetherder]
When Moses was forty years old, he struck out to save an entire Israelite nation from slavery…all by his lonesome.
God hadn’t called him to do it. Read more…