Encouraging Women to Passionately Pursue God
Do you ever feel such a spiritual high and think, I am getting so much closer to God to then plummet down to the depths of despair when you realize I failed again? Our Bibles are filled with heroes doing just that. Sometimes it’s easy to judge them. Sometimes it’s easy to become them. All…
Have you ever excitedly shared a new-to-you Biblical revelation to have it brushed off? Have you pulled all-nighters ministering to teens at a lock-in to have them snooze through the devos? Have those you cared deeply about just not been interested in faith? When we witness to anyone, our words, attitudes and actions are like…
Recently, I was blessed to watch God provide for a family member. This unit was putting faith in Him, making the best decisions they knew how, and asking for His guidance with many variables along the way. And, as always, God came through. As my loved ones marveled at what God did, I encouraged, “write…
How do you pray? From the birth of each of our three daughters, I prayed over them, before them and with them. I prayed over them often, but most frequently as I exercised each morning. When I knew she had a test, I would pray a few minutes before she started the exam. When she was…
Paul writes we should pray for everyone. Those we lift in prayer are not the only ones blessed.
I thought I could see the writing on the wall- but I was, (gasp), wrong.
When facing fear, I am learning I may not know the timeline, but I know who is holding me in the wait.
Got too many plans today? Maybe, He’s calling you to something simpler.
Remember your last really bad day? A day where you came home feeling like you’d lost everything? King David, a man after God’s own heart, had them too. In 1 Samuel 30:1-6 we see David’s story beginning with a great day. He is returning victoriously, leading his celebrating troops home to their families. Imagine the…
It’s been a hard day, again,” she thought as she slowed her pace, sweeping her bronze hair into a ponytail as she glanced around. The floor littered with little toys met her weary gaze. It wasn’t the mess which caused her anguish, it was who was missing. Who would never again waltz through that door….