Bible. Faith. Life.
Bible. Faith. Life.
Bite of Bread, Trust, Uncategorized
I could hear her tears as she told me her frustrations and fears. I held the phone close to my ear straining to hear every word, and I silently prayed to God to grant me the right answer to her questions. I wanted to fix it. That’s what we do, isn’t it? We want to fix the problems. But sometimes …
treasure hunt
The other day, I texted a friend letting her know I was praying for her son. She wrote back, “Thank you! We’ve got to pray that he would be the new creation that he is and the enemy will leave him alone!” Her words lingered in my thoughts, and I began to ponder what it means to be a new …
Bite of Bread, prayer, Uncategorized
They sit in front of me in need of a tissue while tears pour down their faces. They come every Sunday after the sermon. Our prayer team awaits them ready to battle in prayer. Most days the stories and needs aren’t too difficult, but sometimes, the heartbreak is great, and so is the darkness that created it. Today …
Bite of Bread, Uncategorized
One dark summer night, I gave up. I could not convince the one debating me, so I gave in. Despite my years of walking with God, and my study in the Word, and the call on my life, I threw it all away. “I’ll just put all religions together. They’re all the same,” I proclaimed. But they aren’t. As soon …
Bite of Bread, heaven
I’m not sure why, but I’ve found myself thinking a lot about heaven lately. It all started with a post I wrote on dragonflies. The fact those insects see colors we can’t see carried my thoughts to the possibility of “new” colors in heaven–colors already here that our eyes just don’t have the design to acknowledge. I wonder what a …