For many years, whenever I heard the words “spiritual gifts”, my heart would sink… For it seemed to me that I had none.
Our lives are busy. In a single day, we are pulled multiple ways by multiple hands… A few years ago, the Lord challenged me with this idea of being on mission at church.
I forgot a little one in the restroom while overseeing in our church nursery, one Sunday.
I was horrified …
There is nothing earth-shattering about returning your husband’s kiss, bathing your babes, or patiently explaining long division after a long day… Or is there?