Do you want more? I want more of God. I want to be more like God’s precious Son, Jesus Christ. I’m learning, the more I get out of the way, the more God can work in me. The more I die to self, the more I can be filled with … Continue reading →
During my teenage years we lived in an old farmhouse. Our water supply came from a well far beyond its prime. The rusty water made it difficult to drink, as well as keep clothing, sinks, and the bathtub clean. Replacing the filter on the well helped, but only for a … Continue reading →
I sat at the computer looking through the online updates. Some shared highlights of their day, photos of themselves and family members, Bible verses, fun graphics or videos. Unfortunately, also mixed in were news reports, rants and frustrations of the state of our country and our world. I felt my … Continue reading →
Have you ever felt far from God? Far away and yet couldn’t find the reasons for any distance? I have. I’ve repented of any and everything I could think of to repent, I’ve begged, pleaded, cried, whimpered, and whined, and still felt far from God. Then I realized since I’m … Continue reading →
Does one day define you? One thing, one person, one circumstance, one action, one trial, one tragedy, … one day? One day, or many days, can change the direction or focus, can change everything. However, I have good news — trials that railroaded into our lives are switched on the … Continue reading →
When my husband and I were dating, people ran the other way when they saw me coming. They were sick of hearing how wonderful I thought he was — how cute, smart, funny, handsome, etc. I could not wait to see, talk to, and spend time with him. Why? I was in love. Not in love, but IN LOVE! The kind where you walk a few feet off the ground, the birds sing special songs, sunsets are brighter, and all is right with the world. I could have read books such as Twenty-One helpful tips on dating a Buffaloe, …
Continue reading →The image is burned in my mind. A man and his wife sit in the dirt in a refugee camp. When the rebels came, the family with their six children left with nothing but the clothes on their back. Nothing. No possessions. No home. Nothing. The one thing the man … Continue reading →
