Waiting, God, and the Kairos Circle
I’ve found that when you’re searching for the Father’s heart, you find His gifts and His goodness in the loveliest places.
I’ve found that when you’re searching for the Father’s heart, you find His gifts and His goodness in the loveliest places.
What I really love about this tradition is that we get to spend the month of February reminding my daughter she is loved and special.
A New Year prayer from Kingdom Winds: May your 2020 be filled with abundant blessings and may you clearly see His goodness surrounding you.
If we are only thankful for our life-changing moments, we will live off of the crumbs leftover from ages past.
He was a good influence on their children. The rumors of His illegitimate birth were almost forgotten in the presence of His excellent nature.
Empower Your people to worship in Spirit and Truth and to tell Your story in worship, in work, and in personal witness! We will tell Your story!
Her energy began to fade as she paused to breathe. Simeon took a step toward her as with new strength she continued.
Christians throughout history have argued for a variety of dates throughout the calendar with great reasons for each candidate and theory.
How can the One who created the universe be confined in flesh? thought the mother. “Jesus. His name is Jesus,” Joseph simply stated.
But we, sisters and brothers, woke up today in joyous celebration; because we know the truth—the Messiah has come. Emmanuel is here.
While they waited, Simeon, elderly and a stranger to them, obviously a priest but not one on duty, approached them.
It had never been done before.
And who would have ever imagined a love so great?
He prefers stables, delights in homeless addicts, and comes to heal our broken, wayward hearts. I pray, as you end this year, that you, too, will find Him in the unexpected places, in the secret place in your heart!
As the morning broke, Mary slept and Joseph studied the sleeping faces he loved so much. How could one man’s heart hold so much love?
Joy is widely associated with Christmas, particularly because it is the ultimate source of this euphoric state. Our family has fully embraced it, celebrating this most sacred and world-altering day with abundance.
The world was in trouble. Not just the USA. Not just Israel. Not just England. The WHOLE world. Yet Salvation could not come from just anyone.
We see how important our prayers of worship and petition are as gifts to the Lord. They are sweet to the senses of the Lord Himself.
There isn’t any other season that comes with more pressure to be happy than Christmas.
A few days ago, Father God posed the question to me, “Do you see what I see?” I think I may have heard Him humming the tune to me.
In the silence, the Baby Jesus began to cry. His soft cries stuck the kings and shepherds like hammer blows to the heart.
And when I see all those beautiful pictures on Instagram, I admit I have felt a twinge of tree jealousy.
Too bad, Mr. Scrooge. Your name shall go down in history replete and synonymous with evil and mean. You will always be known as the bad guy.
However it happened, they saw a star, a new one, not on any of their carefully drawn charts.
“Hallo!” growled Scrooge, in his accustomed voice, as near as he could feign it. “What do you mean by coming here at this time of day?”