As I watched my five year old son try to zip up his jacket, I grew impatient. I had all the kids ready to get into the car, but he was holding up our exit. We were in our third minute of waiting when I asked, “Can I please zip it for you?” He kept his focus on his jacket and replied, “No. I want to do it by myself.” He was having trouble connecting the jacket zipper on the bottom, and I was tempted to just do that for him and let him zip it the rest of the way. But before I could reach down to help him, I had a flashback of my childhood. I distinctly remembered one morning when I was ... Read the Post
Challenge
I am convinced there is a challenge. It is on my behalf. It is from two opposing worlds. It isn’t for my life; no, the enemy has given up on that. My life is spoken, fought and paid for. This challenge isn’t so obvious…it is for my joy. I lose my joy when I begin to question the devotion that already exists within my heart. I become anxious, which grows and expands until my joy has fallen off the edge. I slow down, and weariness sets in. I am consumed with the feeling that I’m never going to get there – like there is this line I just can’t seem to cross. Remember when we would play tag ... Read the Post
Distractions Turn Me Into a Stale Cracker
Lately, we have had a massive influx of visitors at our house – nephews, friends, sisters and parents and sometimes multiple people at a time – it’s been crazy. Good…really good, but crazy. And distracting. I’m noticing the more distracted we are, the more unintentional we are about studying the Word, praying together and seeking God on a daily basis. We seem to drift into merely managing a Christian like life rather than being a slave to God and living what comes out of that. I say “Christian like” because I don’t know what it would look like for the Spirit to actively live through me ... Read the Post
Just Stand
Yesterday was one of my hardest days. I woke up weighed down and burdened by the challenges facing my family. The stresses of finances, slow to come promises and past regrets threatened to plunge me into a state of depression. I repeatedly kept encouraging myself through song, verses and sermons on Daystar and The Word Channel. After a while, I felt like I needed to scream, so I excused myself from the family and went into the bathroom. I closed the door behind me and sat on the ground in the dark and cried out to the Lord silently: “Jesus help me please!” While in tears, I kept asking ... Read the Post
Leaving our Husbands in the Dust
The danger of being in ministry of any capacity is that we find more joy in it than we find in our husbands. At times I find myself giving all my time, energy, words of affirmation and encouragement to others, leaving my husband in the dust. As I gazed into my soon to be husband's eyes in front of God and all those people, I repeated those words of love and devotion: "in sickness and in health, in good times and in bad..." I don't remember saying the following stipulation: "as long as blogging, ladies retreats, Facebook, twittering, or going out with my friends for coffee don’t get in the ... Read the Post
Philemon Promise
After a painful break-up with my then boyfriend, Mark, I was feeling very down and discouraged. What went wrong? We had both been Christians and had lots of fun together, making sweet, special memories. But, though we both had hope in our hearts, it hadn't lasted. One day, still hurting from the loss of this once rich relationship, I was on the floor, leaning against my bed, crying for some comfort, looking in His Word. It was then that my pages fell to a passage I had never noticed before. With my eyes growing wide, the Scripture jumped out at me from Philemon, verse 15: “Perhaps the ... Read the Post
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