anxiety, children, drivers license, fear, peace, prayer, Trust, worry, worship

Stop. Drop. Look Up: Advice from a Mother of a Teenage Driver

I’ve been through this twice already. Shouldn’t it get easier? Two children have successfully learned to drive, and we all survived. Yet here I stand at the threshold of one year closer to retiring taxi duty, yet I’m filled with bitter-sweet emotions and a tad bit of worry. I don’t want to worry so… I’m choosing to stop worrying, drop to my …

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Bad, choosing, good, hardship, Paul, puppies, Streams in th Desert, suffering, trials

Jack Chronicles III – Choosing to See the Good in Trials

Our story continues…. He wants to play! Jack, my puppy, wants to play! How did I go from a calm, consistent life of morning quiet times to sharing these special parts of my day with a four-legged, wiggly, demanding little creature? I’m really not sure how it happened, but saying yes to getting a dog was so far from my plans …

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battle, Bible study, chores, cleaning, discipline, fall, mind, Romans 7, school, seasons

The Battle of the Brain and the Power of the WORD

So I find this law at work: When I want to do good, evil is right there with me (Romans 7:24). I am lazy. I ask myself, “Do you want to go for a walk?” I answer myself kindly, “No…not today, tomorrow maybe.” I ask, “Do I want to scrub the kid’s bathroom?” My decision takes on a melodious answer, …

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angels, illness, Jesus Calling, prayer

Why Doesn’t God Heal Everybody?

I rarely heal all the brokenness in a person’s life. Even My servant Paul was told, “My grace is sufficient for you,” when he sought healing for the “thorn in his flesh”. Nonetheless, much healing is available to those whose lives are intimately interwoven with Mine. “Ask and you will receive” (Jesus Calling, August 20). I have struggled with Mathew …

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I share my morning devotions with someone now. It’s been a disturbance into my normal routine. One that has been a bit frustrating at times. He bites my robe demanding attention yanking at the edge, pulling me to himself  wanting to play while I want to pray. He is busy. My cat (who died last winter) woke me up at …

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