Don’t Underestimate the Significance of Your Calling as a Parent
The light of Jesus shines to future generations through the preparation we make as parents.
The light of Jesus shines to future generations through the preparation we make as parents.
Our bodies are a temple for the Holy Spirit, and as such, when we consecrate that space for Him, He is faithful to meet us there.
Pain comes, but joy is the River of the Holy Spirit that runs through the heart of every believer.
We get mad at a delayed schedule, but we ignore someone in need.
Now, more than ever, we must fight the real enemy, and we must unite in this common goal.
I don’t keep a tally of who does more in the relationship. That would take my eyes off the gift of doing for him.
Small tokens of selfless affection over time build a large love between two people.
Five words, out of the blue, caused me to pause before placing the card in my basket, and that began a conviction in my heart.
When I read, re-read, meditated, and prayed over the words of Jesus, I felt totally at home.
I’ve discovered over the past few years that following the Lord isn’t as hard as I assumed.
I didn’t have to perform, fit into a box, or do anything other than just believe that love was there for me.
You waited for me. You never gave up.
As a Christian, you have been instructed by God on how to react when situations are unfair or when someone mistreats you.
Our bodies need rest. They need stillness, a time-out, rare moments of nothing.
Evil is all around us. Victims are sometimes right in our path. We’re just too busy, too distracted, or too self-involved to see it.
We are in a season of harvesting, but many of the “workers” are trying too hard to separate the wheat from the chaff.
I told a friend earlier that my goal was to travel into the new year with as little weight as possible.
No, I’m not talking about a diet resolution. I’m talking about the weight of this world that we often carry.
I don’t always know what is right, and I don’t always know what is wrong, but I do know I serve a God who knows all things.
Religion will make you say grace before a meal, but relationship will have you give away your last bit of food.
You cannot hold firm to one topic of this world and let that be your guiding force.
Thankfully we have a Heavenly Father who calls us by name. He beckons us to His lap, to weep as long as we need.
“Help me, God,” I had cried, and calling for His assistance came as naturally as if I had been doing it all along.
I sometimes feel like I fall short in raising her, but I also cannot imagine a better blessing in life.
The key to being part of the Christian clique was to say the right things.