Bible. Faith. Life.
Bible. Faith. Life.
faith, fruits of the holy spirit
My eyes sprung open. I looked at the clock to see 3:00 AM staring back at me. I groaned and turned over, re-positioned to ease the ache in my hip, and began to pray as I always do when I wake before 5:00. It’s not holiness that prompts my petitions. It’s a determination to frustrate the enemy if …
faith
In 2010 my big sister, my only sibling, and one of my favorite people in the whole world, lost her battle with cancer. Her death did a number on my faith. I couldn’t pray. I couldn’t worship. I went to church, but I couldn’t sing. I wanted nothing to do with the Christian radio stations. I was hurt. Confused. But …
faith
{This image is for you to share. Encourage someone else!} We are blessed to be a blessing Healed to help others become whole And We need to be still So we can Sit with our Papa Whose face looks into ours And allow His glory To absorb into our soul. And when that happens We do more than live …
blessed, faith
The end of October has arrived. Tricker-treaters will be at my door soon. (I once made pitiful costumes like these for Mike and me. It was the one costume party we attended and the last. Now that Pinterest lives, I would do a much better job. The dogs look a lot cuter than we did.) Despite the fact …
treasure hunt
I’ve been on a quest to understand grace. For a long time. And through the years I’ve no doubt that God has given me grace during the tumbles and twirls this baby girl of His took as she journeyed through the mire. American Christianity doesn’t do grace well. Many are bruised. Dirt on our faces. Scuffs on our shoes …