Seeking God First
In this joyous Christmas season, as we celebrate the birth of our dear Lord and Savior, may we all remember to wisely seek Him first—whatever comes our way.
In this joyous Christmas season, as we celebrate the birth of our dear Lord and Savior, may we all remember to wisely seek Him first—whatever comes our way.
As time moves forward on its forever path, what depth of our heart is exposed? Are we bitter in change. . . or more gentle and kind?
A poem written as we continue to face my husband’s chronic illnesses. Sometimes to understand the trial is simply to accept that God is still in control.
So, what is contentment? And how do we find it?
Should we hold too tightly to our children and their childhood, we may not allow them the freedom they need to grow with life’s changes.
Who was the carpenter’s son they called Jesus, and what was He really like?
A friend listens with a servant’s heart—not for what they can get or take, but for what they can offer from their heart.
Fran’s photo taken in 2015 instantly drew me in; I loved it at first sight! And it’s literally worth a thousand words.
Why am I talking about broken old rocking chairs this Christmas? Maybe it's because they help remind me why Jesus came.
Recently I read about the Japanese artform of Kintsugi (golden joinery), or Kintsukuroi (golden repair). Typically, the broken vessel becomes even more beautiful. . .
October is Breast Cancer Awareness month. Diagnosed in 2014, I remain cancer free. Because grieving is normal when diagnosed, I share my story in the hope it helps someone else.
Often, we have no idea how our words and actions affect others now or in the future, especially during our school years.
There are times in life when we each need encouragement—a few kind words, a loving smile, a card expressing concern, or a hand held out when the world knocks us down.
Do we share our love easily with someone different from us? We pride ourselves on maintaining a status quo of acceptable friends, but what about others in various difficult situations?
Our personal trials are meant to draw us closer to God and His Word as our faith is grown with new, or renewed, strength and wisdom.
Our inner foundation makes a difference as we react to life’s challenges, whether it be today’s coronavirus pandemic, unemployment, or a myriad of hassles and even blessings each and every day.
We look for accolades to prop us up, to make us feel better about ourselves, trying to prove that we really are someone of importance. But I have to ask: whose voice am I listening to?
Like a forest that takes a devastating fire to bring out its best in new growth, so we find our way through difficulties in the midst of the crucible’s test.
Where is my heart in response for all God’s done for me?
None of us are immune to the storms of life. Even though the wind and waves batter our world, we remember God is still there, still in control.
What if I had walked where Jesus walked when he lived on the earth? Would I have understood the truth he was teaching without the written Word in my hands?
A thankful heart is at the root of the joy and happiness we often search for. For with a thankful heart, we will readily say, “Give thanks to the Lord, for He is good! His love endures forever…”
True love is about teamwork that strengthens bonds. It’s a choice to remain committed to vows made before God on a joyous wedding day because the tough times will come.
The following questions were asked by youth in our church several years ago. My husband's answers helped them understand what it’s like to be blind, and how they might help others with visual loss.
I may not want to face future trials, but looking back, I know they have refined me and shaped me for the better. . . just like the seam ripper's cutting edge.