A Friend Like No Other
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.
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.
As we search for God and focus on Him and His love for us, we find that the Apostle Paul’s words “…I no longer live, but Christ lives in me,” say it all.
The lasting effects of any bullying are truly devastating. Yet, because of what I’ve been through, I’ve also learned God uses even the traumas of life for a higher purpose.
Most of my life I’ve been embarrassed and ashamed to admit I have Tourette’s. Initially mocked by peers, I quickly learned to hide or camouflage the tics with movements that wouldn’t be recognized as readily.
Under stress, caregivers often let their needs slide. At times I feel overwhelmed and resentful, utterly exhausted physically and emotionally. The good news is that our love not only survived but grew deeper.
As I prepare myself spiritually this Lenten season to focus more intently on Christ’s sacrifice and resurrection, Carolyn’s words echo the thoughts of my heart.
I remember many years ago leaders in church saying that if anyone was discouraged or depressed, they must not be a true believer in God. How wrong and presumptuous to think that the difficulties of life can’t and won’t weary anyone, including a hearty saint!